Dan Bull - We Are Assa**ins lyrics

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Dan Bull - We Are Assa**ins lyrics

Let me tell the story of Ezio Auditore Adolescent, rowdy, brawny Exceptionally hella horny He’s the sort of lout That’s surely doubtless purely out for glory But something out of the ordinary Happened to make his tale more gory When a man’s family is taken away Anguish and hatred can make him change his aims In the space of a day He went from causing heartbreak To causing heartbreak Literally Requiescat in pace (We are Assa**ins) We work in the dark To serve the light (We are Assa**ins) Facilitate the fate Of those who deserve to die (We are Assa**ins) Commited to the Creed To which we have submitted (We are Assa**ins) Nothing is true Everything is permitted See your d**h throes When I broke your brains like an egg yolk And throw them on the wall Like I’m painting a fresco Techno retro So let’s go get those codex notes Is the next bloke better than me? Yep Nope He’s lacking intelligence While I’m actively elegant Rapidly getting ever more Machiavellian Even though my armour’s a thin sheet like pyjamas It’d simply need an army to lynch me With half an inch each of yarn I would nimbly fight my way out of the bondage It’s kinky And since he’s the father of ingenuity Leonardo DaVinci’s partly responsible For the hard to believe half of your eulogy So let me take this opportunity To fluently and lucidly Produce a piece of music For the Creed to keep in unity Now do please excuse me I need some promiscuity It’s been too long for me Like two mins since I’ve seen some nudity (We are Assa**ins) We work in the dark To serve the light (We are Assa**ins) Facilitate the fate Of those who deserve to die (We are Assa**ins) Commited to the Creed To which we have submitted (We are Assa**ins) Nothing is true Everything is permitted (We are Assa**ins) We work in the dark To serve the light (We are Assa**ins) Facilitate the fate Of those who deserve to die (We are Assa**ins) Commited to the Creed To which we have submitted (We are Assa**ins) Pimping out the villa Until it’s as big as a Basilica Villagers bringing in bigger income In unlimited integers Injurious extrajudicial inquisitor Instant criminal conviction distributor There isn’t a bit of room in this system for prisoners I whip out the scimitar And administer a sinister signature finisher So you’re dead in the middle of the original Italy From city to city I’m an invisible visitor My mission is to sit and listen As the conspiracy thickens I’m within your perimeter But without parameters My rapping is advanced a bit Past iambic pentameter Fricking amateurs There’s an Assa**in in the Vatican Attacking from the battlements A man with an axe in his back? It has to be an accident A bloody baptism Standing in for the sacrament That randomly recurs Until it’s happened to the last of them (We are Assa**ins) We work in the dark To serve the light (We are Assa**ins) Facilitate the fate Of those who deserve to die (We are Assa**ins) Commited to the Creed To which we have submitted (We are Assa**ins) Nothing is true Everything is permitted (We are Assa**ins)