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The Jubilee Of My Deadly Trilogy

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From the depths of hell where their chronicles is place for facts
If you step in the cell expect no humane from the three packs
One desiccates the soil with rapture so it can ablate its own burden
The other ablates the riches and gold from others and put it on its own curtain

And the last one holds its own fate and destiny in its hand and believes it will never slip away
When the truth is that its destiny and fate is soon to be slay
But now the present has came where the trilogy are united and are jubilant
Fellow-shipping together as one, minimizing the virtue to an ant

They drink blood they eat the flesh of the corpse with no soul
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