Lyrics:
I hide when I cry
I go when I fight
I hide my emotions deep inside
So no one could ever search and find
What I can’t deny
The truth that I have tried
To find meaning in this life
But it’s just pointless deep inside
Because we’re all going to die
When it becomes our time
Death is your destiny
No matter how hard you try
It’s really pointless to lie
And say that it will all be alright
I’m really sick of lies
They eat away my state of mind
I think it’s too late to try
I’ve already wasted all of my time
So now I must die
I won’t sit and await
I will always face my fate
Even if it’s death in my way
I guess I’ll try and escape
But in time I will age
No matter if I’m alive
They will con- taking their lives
I don’t deserve to live life
So why haven’t I died
It’s not like I haven’t tried
But I must let it happen in time
Then I can fade from my mind
And forget all these times

Below The Surface

Taliban

prod by taurs
mixed and mastered by fate

quick freestyle cause I was bored

fate (@fatelxss) - spin it  [prod. taurs]

This song is a pop track that blends Gothic and Baroque elements. I created it as the opening theme for an imaginary Japanese anime titled Twilight Idola. The song mainly expresses the despair the protagonists feel as they experience cycle after cycle of reincarnation within an unchangeable fate.（この曲は、ゴシックとバロックの要素を融合させたポップソングです。私が想像した日本のアニメ《Twilight Idola》のオープニングテーマとして制作しました。曲が表現しているのは、変えることのできない宿命の中で、主人公たちが何度も輪廻を繰り返す絶望です。）

宿命の輪廻

https://open.spotify.com/artist/009XUJ15D6F7GHce0Xb6aa?si=gMZcc73RQcm2kmP6uIzQyA

the place i call my home

prod FATE & autrioly

made in like 15 mins

socials: fatemusic_ & autrioly




this shit get heavy 
& i can’t forget you 
shit , are you ready 
& i can’t forget those eyes 
your mind 

i’ll call you baby if you don’t mind it , so 
i write about you , shit , you already know 
& if i feel it , is that alright ?
your eyes , yeah 

& i barely made it outside last year 
that’s funny , right ?
i still wanna die , but it’s , like , kinda fine 
if we get to it i’ll be alright 
just don’t go online

perseverance[demo]

The Loom of Fate

FATE

a grand gesture

[Verse]

When I first met you, I thought to myself.
Whatever happens next, this is my fate.
When I first met you, I thought to myself.
If this is not it, I don't know what is.

Your eyes shines so bright, it makes me blind.
Deep in my mind, I know there's something new.
Your smiles feels so right, I can't feel my pride.
Deep in my heart, I know what this is.

[Soloist Instrumental]

The First Time - Demo

Fate Wears Dirty Shoes walks through life’s back alleys and rainy highways, shining a light on how chance often shows up uninvited, unpolished, and unkind. It follows strangers, fathers, wanderers, and anyone who’s ever felt the ground shift beneath their feet. The story moves with the grit of late-night dives, bad timing, missed trains, and the quiet, stubborn hope that appears just when you think you’re out of luck. It’s a raw, human journey where fate isn’t a grand design—it’s a pair of muddy boots stepping into your life when you least expect it.

Fate Wears Dirty Shoes streift durch die Hinterhöfe des Lebens, über verregnete Landstraßen und zeigt, wie das Schicksal oft ungefragt, ungefiltert und unfreundlich auftaucht. Es erzählt von Fremden, Vätern, Suchenden und all jenen, die schon einmal gespürt haben, wie der Boden unter ihnen ins Wanken gerät. Die Geschichte trägt den Dreck von Nächten in Bars, schlechtem Timing, verpassten Zügen und dieser leisen, hartnäckigen Hoffnung in sich, die genau dann erscheint, wenn man glaubt, verloren zu sein. Es ist ein rauer, zutiefst menschlicher Weg, auf dem das Schicksal kein großer Plan ist – sondern ein Paar schlammige Stiefel, das in dein Leben tritt, wenn du es am wenigsten erwartest.

Fate wears dirty shoes

Met her waiting for the bus in the rain
No names, just a shared cigarette flame
She said, “Funny how life hangs by a thread”
Then turned and disappeared into the wet

Fate wears dirty shoes
It don’t ask and it don’t excuse
It shows up late, forgets your name
Leaves you guessing who’s to blame
It stumbles in with mud and blues
Yeah, fate wears dirty shoes

My old man lost his job on a Tuesday
Bought a one-way ticket down the wrong highway
Met a stranger who taught him to sing
Now he plays dive bars and believes in things

Fate wears dirty shoes
Steps in spilled whiskey and breaks the news
It don’t care if you’re ready or blue
It’s that late train, that almost-kiss too
You never know when it’ll choose
Yeah, fate wears dirty shoes

Not a map, not a plan, not a voice from the sky
Just a ripple, a crack, a glint in the eye
And when you think you’re lost for good
That’s when it finds you where no one else would

Fate wears dirty shoes
Dances with the ones who got nothing to lose
It’s the backdoor exit, the late-night deal
A whisper made of rust and steel
Not clean, not kind – just brutally true
Yeah, fate wears dirty shoes

And you’ll know it
When it walks all over you


Fate wears dirty shoes

We are NOIR GRIS GRIS, a music band of Fred STZ (composer) and Kipanga Cha Radi (lead vocal), passionate about pop music, world music and rock. Our music reflects the world before our eyes—its shades of beauty, pain, tenderness, and cruelty. We believe in music without borders, open to all influences from around the world. Join us for a unique and authentic musical journey!

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I am an emerging independent songwriter and music producer seeking diverse experimental auditory experiences and limitless possibilities in music production.

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