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letra de the unholy trinity - gemin1

antichrist getting violent in the building
spilling pills like ket and c-ke and the gilding
on the ceiling looking better than ever billing
me for the damage i’m savage i stab it i laugh
and have it looking like it was ch-r-ographed
don’t worry, when i’m finished, i will write you an epitaph
i’m writing down my paragraph
the number of k!lls i’ve committed will be the highest on the graph
i’ve got everyone having a godd-mn heart attack!

striking back, worse than ever i sever
the head of the reverend clever and forever
striking terror whatsoever and whoever
i’ll be like trevor with the automatic chopper
improper i’m stopping all these shoppers
although the paupers are gon’ drop
clobber the daft slobber got him by the collar take him to the
doctor
slay your son, your wife, your daughter, won’t be stopped by the magna carta!

i have an affinity for k!lling thee, truly divinity
one of the trinity, one of three, so you will see
your bigotry is silly i can efficiently make you asymmetry
and the humility will give you stupidity
i’ll have some d-mn epiphany and then the epitome
will create electricity and radioactivity and then your destructibility
will have me optimistically and scientifically
make you part of history!

first up, can you guess the name? it’s the same
spit the flame, antichrist, take no blame
creating games and ruining fame
had nothing to do with eagan james
you’re a lame, i’m coming with the knife
i’m with my knife i’ll take a scythe
coming back from the afterlife
you just lost the right to life!

second of the three, the false prophet
i stop it the k!lling from the ac in bc
written in cc, presented to dc
it’s ec, no fc, but still making profit
something wrong in your gc i’d vomit
you face looks quite catastrophic
i’m hc, lock you in the ic
i’m icey with these lyrics, you just faced the prophet!

third of the trinity satan incarnate
causing carnage and all the time winning it
i’m the maker of the original sin
k!lling and spilling the blood of you mortal things
i’m the immortal king, poison you like bathtub gin
and my kin with my twins’ll skin your chin and throw it in the bin
i am the linchpin, when i say that i mean lynching
please, let the demons sing, whilst the new city is risen, the end!

- gemin1

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