Before I take form
I've got some lore kids
An orphan
Adopted by
Political agenda
Solidus
A snake nonetheless
They made us killers
Jack the Ripper
A proper nickname for one of the children
A mind molded for
Violence and nothing more
Child soldiers.
Liberian Civil Wars.
Killing without a purpose
A mind warped
Still a machine
Before the Cyborg
My mind was never mine...

Now upgraded
And better suited for revenge on a Patriot
A product of those profiting off war
Jack is no more
I buried the memories
Beneath metal gear corpses
And cybernetic extremities
Traded guns for blades
It's raining remains
I revel in violence
It's Raiden
Sliding down the machine with the Blade still in the side of it
The Lone Wolf
Piling up bodies of scrap metal
Thorough with the Nodachi
At High Frequency
Watch me

[Fox Hound Represent
Metal gears
Running in fear
Knowing they'll never win
The soldier and the ninja
The legendary experiments
The soldier and the ninja
The legendary experiments]

[Mega Ran}
I remember big Shell like it was yesterday
Wish I had the strength to stay
But it took my whole breath away
How you was just a youngin,
Determining if a snake could be trust
Ulterior motives yet we discussed it
How This game was way deeper than either of us could’ve thought
Sponsored by monsters who hunt and kill us for sport
The s3 program we sign up for freely
Had us worse off than the pilots in Tuskegee —-believe me
Lead me not into temptation I can find it myself
Play Patriot games win stupid prizes
I’d say I’m solid, but these private military operations got us locked in constant conflict,
Tried to encourage you to choose peace
Rather than violence.
The Word on the block
Is that the typical trauma symptoms arising
I know the cost when you take that oath
So I pray you find your back home
Way back home