Lyrics

I'm an assassin who can wrap You in linen I'm diggin' your grave After stabbin' you in the back Like a Caesar who didn't behave On a cataclysmic path I brought the wrath of a biblical plague Like a god ay call me yahweh Bringin' justice with hidden blades This is the testament of my ways If it's written down I'll rip out the page Left in the past history stays Even your mummy will wither decay Filling canopic jars won't be hard My personal ritual will fave I'm a master of my craft Ask the egyptian women I slay Obituaries on a papyrus script What kinda font? It's heiroglyph Call Anubis man this party's dyin' Get a fire lit I'm a frequent flyer So I've got a lot of mileage Kids who rule with iron fists Osiris might forgive But that shit I won't let fly I'm all that's left of the medjay Every river will run with the blood of your sins I'm drinking from it like it's red wine Time to bow to Bayek Drop the crown you mouthy child Think you're more than just a puppet? You must be drowning in da-Nile I'm planting the seed Of the family tree By my hand minds are freed Not a man I'm a creed I am the voice that beckons Pharaohs unto their doom Knowledge and choice my weapons Sending you to your tomb An ancient order Has been takin' over But thankfully my DNA Is nature's tape recorder So from this point forward I'll be sure to collect my genetic memoirs A thousand years from now That's how we're gonna remember the Templars Here I sit in solitude Atop the Giza pyramid I'd offer you a seat But nobody else would appear to fit Lonely at the top I knew that when I started climbin' I hunt without the pack You are the sheep I am the lion Stalk my prey in silence Show you a god can bleed Torture and mummify them On their headstone write the creed How long we been fightin' for? Forty days and nights or more? Been taking that time to design Sarcophagi - and I'm sizing yours Setting sail and I'll take All who trail in my wake Faces veiled hidden blades Desecrate this sacred place Your divines overrun Now the fight has begun Feeble minds silver tongues Eagle eyes I become I'm planting the seed Of the family tree By my hand minds are freed Not a man I'm a creed I'm planting the seed Of the family tree By my hand minds are freed Not a man I'm a creed
Writer(s): John Gelardi, Timothy Ames Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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