Assassin

Facing the fear, braving the storm

Fitting every description except the norm

Fighting, fleeing when the time is right

Like a shadow, like a snake, he strikes quick in the night

Stinging blade piercing heart, the deed has been done

Though his fight against the Templars is all but won

One more step, one more existence, traveling through time

The next life is altered greatly, no reason, no rhyme

It started back in the holy land, eagles take flight

They soared to the present reality

Leaving blood stain by might

Nothing is true, and everything is permitted