Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rogue Assassin, artist - Dan Bull. Album song Generation Gaming XVI, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 18.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Dan Bull
Song language: English
Rogue Assassin |
I’m an Irishman that’s |
Never been to Ireland |
But the gift of the gab lies |
In my repartee with my friend liam o’brian |
He and I are like brothers |
Same cloth cut in different colours |
Enkindled a kinship |
Till a hypocritical king up and ripped it from us |
The innocents living in lisbon didn’t do this |
How can achilles even live with this shit |
As if they were insiginfant |
Zip |
Cold killing |
Whole cities are ripped into bits |
It seems the ability to think is a gift |
Sinking a ship |
Then retreating back to the mist |
As if we didn’t exist |
I need to relieve the tension |
My deep intention |
Is to seek redemption |
Speak in sentences too bleak to mention |
When I pledge allegiance |
Every previous debt to creeds |
I’ve yet to leave |
Just ends effective immediately |
Left free to vent my grivenances |
To strengthen weakened links |
And heal the rifts |
Between the people that should be free |
But even me just feeling this is treasonous |
If this the creed |
I don’t belive in it |
I’m leaving it |
Even if it means that I’mafugitive |
I’m feeling sick |
I swear to uphold the principles |
Of the templar order |
Giving no quarter |
I swear to uphold the principles |
Of the templar oder |
Going rogue |
Then I’m going all out |
I swear to uphold the principles |
Of the templar oder |
Giving no quarter |
I swear to uphold the principles |
Of the templar order |
Going rogue |
Then I’m going all out |
When even royalty is feeling raw |
You’ll see that loyalty is cheap |
For the right pile of coins |
You’ll leave your boy lying in a soiled heap |
Such hypocrites |
Just little bit |
And I’m loathe to laugh |
But how can you think that you’re doing good |
Roasting flesh and bones to ash? |
There’s a total lack of evidence |
'Cause no one yet invented photographs |
So I asked the question |
No assassin was supposed to ask |
I’m a motormouth |
That goes and blows the gaff |
With social gaffes |
But eden’s over grown |
It’s only me that weeds and mows the grass |
Ice breaker |
Lift taker |
Got a job to do |
I’ll die later |
My faith in what’s right’s shaken |
Mabye I should be more like haytham |
Slice blades |
In a liear’s face |
If he tries playing |
Any mind games |
But my heart stayed |
In the right place |
So my mind changed |
Every five days |
Read the far flames |
See the fire blaze |
In the fireplace |
There’s a charred face |
It’s a hard case |
Trying to find the right way |
Through a dark maze |
When I’m facing it |
Sideways |
Can’t remember my name |
Am I shay? |
I can’t say |
But I know I’m chased |
So I shan’t stay |
Au revoir mate |
I swar to uphold the principles |
Of the templar order |
Giving no quarter |
I swear to uphold the principles |
Of the templar order |
Going rogue |
Then I’m going all out |
I swear to uphold the principles |
Of templar order |
Giving no quarter |
I swear to uphold the principles |
Of the templar order |
Going rogue |
Then I’m going all out |