歌词：
Left to fester in a prison cell
this is living hell
but I’m never been a follow to just sit and dwell
on how they set me up
said I kill the Empress
My will for vengeance
Some what similar to my skills: it’s endless
Distill the tension
build momentum
’til the thrill’s tremendous
I’m going to bring a world of pain to them
that’s real relentless
they’ll fell horrendous in their final living seconds
a could breath on their shoulder as death beckons
and show them in this most fleeting of moments
there’s no grave
their remains are feeding the rodents
Now those close to them
Are grieving and broken
I leaver the bereaved
With my deepest condolence
that’s one more completed atonement
close to the Lord Regent
my meanest opponent
it’s a treasonous Caesarless Brutus
Jesus, he’s the evilest elitist Judas
He is leaving us diseased
I don’t believe it’s Lupus
these street are heaving with the Weepers
Who are really ruthless
the old boys’ club in an all-boys school
they control all of Dunwall
the Tallboys rule
I’m after Lady Boyle
so pass the baby oil
You need your nappy changing, man
my rapping made you soil
Defacation
from a blend of dread and veneration
of an assassination rapper’s devastation
A declaration
Destination:
Left to fester in a prison cell
this is living hell
but I’m never been a follow to just sit and dwell
on how they set me up
said I kill the Empress
My will for vengeance
Some what similar to my skills: it’s endless
Distill the tension
build momentum
’til the thrill’s tremendous
I’m going to bring a world of pain to them
that’s real relentless
they’ll fell horrendous in their final living seconds
a could breath on their shoulder as death beckons
and show them in this most fleeting of moments
there’s no grave
their remains are feeding the rodents
Now those close to them
Are grieving and broken
I leaver the bereaved
With my deepest condolence
that’s one more completed atonement
close to the Lord Regent
my meanest opponent
it’s a treasonous Caesarless Brutus
Jesus, he’s the evilest elitist Judas
He is leaving us diseased
I don’t believe it’s Lupus
these street are heaving with the Weepers
Who are really ruthless
the old boys’ club in an all-boys school
they control all of Dunwall
the Tallboys rule
I’m after Lady Boyle
so pass the baby oil
You need your nappy changing, man
my rapping made you soil
Defacation
from a blend of dread and veneration
of an assassination rapper’s devastation
A declaration
Destination:
