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Let Babylon Burn

Fate

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Fate was released on December 4, 2025 by Let Babylon Burn Records as a part of the album Gospel of the Almost Broken

Song Details

AlbumGospel of the Almost Broken

Release DateDecember 4, 2025

LabelLet Babylon Burn Records

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM73

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Let Babylon Burn

Let Babylon Burn

Programming

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Robert Lancaster

Robert Lancaster

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Let Babylon Burn

Let Babylon Burn

Producer

Lyrics

Fate got coils like a hungry snake,

Wrapped ’round my ribs like it owned the place.

Moves I make? Already scripted

In some dusty book I never asked to live in.

Feels like second skin glued tight —

A shadow stitched to my spine at night.

Try to shake it off, but it don’t let go,

Just whispers: “Walk, man… you already know.”

[Chorus]

You can scream at the sky,

You can run till your lungs turn blue —

But Fate keeps walkin’ beside you,

Sayin’, “Boy, I wrote this too.”

From the Andes to the alleys,

From the big cats stalkin’ your bloodline vein —

You can dodge a thousand bullets,

But Fate still knows your name.

[Verse 2]

I tried hidin’ out in a cabin once,

Tin roof hummin’ like a tired monk.

Thought distance would break the chain,

But Fate just kicked in the door

Like it paid the rent.

Sat down on my only chair,

Lit a cigarette in my only air,

Said: “I’m your squatter, your shadow twin.

You don’t leave me — I move in.”

[Pre-Chorus]

Some folks win lotto dreams,

Some get cursed in the cradle.

Me? I got dealt tarot cards

Already bent at the table.

[Chorus]

You can scream at the sky,

You can run till your lungs turn blue —

But Fate keeps walkin’ beside you,

Sayin’, “Boy, I wrote this too.”

From Pampas fields to dead-end streets,

From jaguar eyes to your own damn shame —

You can dodge a thousand bullets,

But Fate still knows your name.

[Bridge]

Catch-22 drill sergeant,

Barkin’ orders in my skull:

“Left, right, break, crawl —

This life ain’t yours to call.”

[Verse 3]

Every step I take feels pre-approved,

Like I’m marchin’ in someone else’s groove.

Fate, that bastard, laughs and says,

“You think this life is yours?

What a cute mistake.”

But I keep walkin’, one breath more,

Even if the script’s been written before.

If this is the play I’m trapped inside,

I’ll still ad-lib till the day I die.

[Final Chorus ]

You can scream at the sky,

You can run till your lungs turn blue —

But Fate keeps walkin’ beside you,

Sayin’, “Boy, I wrote this too.”

But hear me now, you crooked writer:

I’ll still choose how I take the blame.

Fate may own the map,

But I walk the road with my own flame.

Written by: Robert Lancaster

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