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"Give me your trust, said the King on high
Our nation shall triumph, our enemies die
Trust me to reign with a firm iron fist
And rid all the lands of those who resist
But trust is the scent of a burning village
Trust the scent from spoils and pillage
Trust is the scent of a soul's last breath
Trust is the scent of death"

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