Destiny's Son

Three Brothers, singing of powerful truths.

One was Metal. One was Pop. and the Other Blues.

Together they formed a Trinity. Singing of ballads and tunes.

One brother of Thunder, and the other swayed by the moon.

Metal was Hell filled with demons, devils, and ghouls. 

Wanting the mic stand for himself, he wanted to rule.

Yet when Metal rebelled, he bid them Adieu.

Trio to Duo, Metal Argued. 

Tarnishing both brothers, he thought he was cool. 

However, he could never amout to Pop and Blues.

For they made all of the girls fawn and swoon.

Three Brothers, singing of power truthes.

For now and Forever, they would be threw.

One was Metal. One was Pop. and the Other Blues.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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