Armageddon Altair - Dan Bull

We travel back in time

Back to that divine land

Enshrined in annals

Where the faction of Assassins rise

The ballads tell a tale of a man

Who has defined the ages

With the way that he slays and raps in rapid rhymes

I’ll take that brainwave back

From digital age to eight track

Face facts

These ace raps

Hit like straight backs hit haystacks

So you may say I’m laid back

I’ll claim that

But my aim’s making every place mapped

While I chase fame and take payback

Who says today’s doomsday?

Crusades are a new age

You may lose faith

Soon as I swoop waving two blades

When an eagle soars

Lethal claws

Cease all thoughts

Of the people caught

I’ve seen the way that evil talks

They lead the way and the sheep’ll walk

I am part of the Brotherhood

Finding the Ark of the Covenant

Take pride in my art and I’m loving it

Fighting the guards

With a couple of knives in the dark

Under cover of night

As I hide from the light

And then strike in the heart of the government

The provider of suffering

Buffering

Buffering

Leave no time for recovering

I am part of the Brotherhood

Finding the Ark of the Covenant

Take pride in my art and I’m loving it

Fighting the guards

With a couple of knives in the dark

Under cover of night

As I hide from the light

And then strike in the heart of the government

The provider of suffering

Buffering

Buffering

Leave no time for recovering

Red hidden blade

Dead giveaway

Neck split in twain

That didn’t change

The nectar of the Apple of Eden’s forever forbidden taste

I’m an avenger

On an adventure

Honour’s essential

Follow my mentor

Though I’m not looking for scuffles

I’m going to be getting in one with the Templars

Every era’s under an empire

That’s under impression that they’ll ascend higher

Than their ascendants they’re effectively lent by

A memory sent via genetically linked wires to the future

Accessed through hacking hereditary cues through a computer

Animus rendering surroundings

As I just blend in with the crowd

I’m going to pretend my hood’s a cowl

And then get out of town

Without a sound

So stealthy now

I prowl around the realm

Until I’m out of bounds

Grabbing a flag

That I’ll add to the bag

Full of everything else I found

I am part of the Brotherhood

Finding the Ark of the Covenant

Take pride in my art and I’m loving it

Fighting the guards

With a couple of knives in the dark

Under cover of night

As I hide from the light

And then strike in the heart of the government

The provider of suffering

Buffering

Buffering

Leave no time for recovering

Armageddon Altaïr?

I’m a getting out of here

Armageddon Altaïr?

I’m a getting out of here