X the Unknown Variable - Soul Reaver lyrics

[Verse: X the Unknown Variable] Yo, I'm slashing a priest in the throat Stabbing a spear through the Pope Sacrifice geese and a goat Stranded in fleets and afloat Battle in streets and in boats Tattle on me or you won't Have enough reason to go Back with the Gs in limbo I handle my beef all alone Standing in Greece and in Rome Pacifists leashed in my zone I gladly would feast on the bone Darned in the fleece that is sewn Harvested each by their own Marksman for heat on his dome Father is beating his drone Further appeased and atoned By all of his seeds that he clothed Partners at least in the cold Scarred in between all the show Of parliaments, peaceful when shown Parted by teeth that are foamed Started by needing a home Forgotten when deceased and gone [Cuts: DJ Tripz]