I evoked from a world of pure blackness
Enslaved as a minor and raised as cold savage
With a heart of lion and visions for war tactics
Raised my ambition torwards murdering figures from all masses
I'm the voice of the voiceless, I'm a righteous cause
Engraved my scares on a blood grail to enlight your flaws
I carry the grip of an assassin, I'm Elijah's Ox
Howling at the moon Rest In Peace to the Gods
I was adopted by darkness so the light is perceived to where your delusion lives
My Revolutionary nerves is apart to where your medula splits
I'm a priests nightmare so they don't dare to tamper with kids
Since the Pope seeks Christ i must be diminishing the light he takes his order with
Now maneuvering Jesuits through venomous fortresses
Ill be assassinated later portraid as an idol
And use my cause to mind manipulate a nation like the Bible
A freedom fighter till i exceed my last breath
if given the chance to die an honorable death