Order of Assassins

[the Draç]

Cloaked like King Bael, we must ride the wave.

To be brave is not to cave, we look to the sky.

An assassin at work, his enemies continue to die.

Upstanding, a good guy, he continues to be meek.

A double-bladed saber which is concealed and on the creep.

To defeat, is to rise, the one and only front.

Smoking ashes from a rolled up Philly like blunt.

Their blood, we do drink, we were worthy of the cause.

Dicepehring the plans as we keep going through the fog.

Then you know why we pray to our one and only God.

The Moon God Sin in place of Allah.

To the Moon, I aspire, I love the energy when it's full.

Continue to look like a Heyoka like fool.