alex andreev - The fate

Die you all, my enemies,
all who hate me,
who date to kill,
but only fate
will celebrate
my day of the end.
Ok, it will be late,
too late
to think about my mate
because his pate
like usual plate was smashing…
It was so great,
t’was really great
without dream’s dashing.
But now I grate my teeth
I know it’s life’s crashing…
You think you rate this stuff,
oh yeah, it is ok,
just sate your paunch,
devastate plate,
because you’ll see
when fate
will celebrate!

(in memory of lost father)

alex andreev

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