L’oeil de L’aigle
Où le loup trouve un agneau
Il y'en cherche un nouveau
If you need to reach me, I'll be grim reapin'
Puttin' bodies it the dirt, six feet deep in
Hungry people in the streets
And you keep eatin' now we got beef
And it's not the kind of beef you season
You came to set the score? I
Came to keep it even
At least try to be discreet
About your greedy feedin'
Marquis you wanna start givin' me a reason
Not to hunt you down and cut you
Down like I was Liam Neeson
Keep away from me unless you
Want to be anemic
Like a hemophiliac's scratch
I can keep ya bleedin'
Doesn't matter even if you're
Clean of these diseases
Easier it is to make you bleed
That would be convenient
Stealthily deceive people while
I'm sneak-thievin' but I'm only taking your
Ability to keep breathing
Retract my hidden blade back into my sleeve
And by the time the smoke clears
You won't even get to see me leavin'
Too late to make agreements
We won't listen to reason
King Louis I'll rip your
Peace treaty into pieces
You will be the next head
The guillotine has eaten
But I only hope before you go
We get to hear you screamin'!
This is the dawn of war
We're knocking on your door
I'd fall upon my sword
Before I call off this war
Got my pocket watch out
I'm keeping track of time
Death is not a fate i'll ever get accepted by
I'll be watchin' when I let
You get beheaded by
The men and women you regret
That you ever set aside
I've been trackin' every step that you take
Death will come on wings
You could hold your breath if you wait
See my decision was to only let
You rest in your grave
From the moment you said "Fuck the
People lET THEM EAT CAKE!"
Hey, en francais, parlez-vous?
Après j'ai assassine, let's rendez-vous
See me perched upon the rooftop-I
Could be a gargoyle
Though I'm not aluminum i'll keep
Your evil plot foiled
My name is Arno, I go where Templars go
None of my targets ever get too far though
I'm a small part of a large cause, so
Hater's gonna hate
They just jealous of my wardrobe!
This is the dawn of war
We're knocking on your door
I'd fall upon my sword
Before I call off this war
I'm quick to pick locks
Hit you with my flintlocks
My hidden crossbow wear it like a wristwatch
I'll leave your neck slit
If you get me pissed off
People say I'm in the hood
I make my victims crip walk
I'm not from the hood I got a hood
I keep it down
Low-profile, blend in with the people now
Eagle vision is the reason I can seek you out
But I only aim to make a
Scene when your bleeding out
This is the dawn of war
We're knocking on your door
I'd fall upon my sword
Before I call off this war