Nemesis

There is a name to the nemesis

Cold stains that remain in the premises

And not strange or defame the antithesis

Or be afraid, burn the page at the end of this

Discipline that enforce like a taste of the medicine

Won't refrain from the pain or the evidence

And it's plain when I strain like a reverence

Face of the pain of my nemesis

You can't fight your fate

You can't fight your fate