He was...the original owner of the fan art just accidentally turned him look like a trap.....well I don't know.... still I don't own everything I just made this just for fun *-*
If you need to reach me, i'll be grim reaping' Puttin' bodies in the ground 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 ya season! You came to set the score? I came to keep it even St 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 SCREAMING!! 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 com 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
