Dragon Age: Inquisition

[Verse 1] Inquisitor Ah, hallo, Sire. Shall we travel to the Fallow Mire? These hallowed grounds face a threat that's hella dire And I'm telling buyers beware of where you buy your wares Check their origin like I did when I bought BioWare's In the Arbor Wilds I hear there's a Fade Rift And we need to rescue Farmer Giles somewhere near Redcliffe We're almost at the Storm Coast, Val Royeaux's no more close I sleep in a tent depending on events otherwise I'm in a bed with four posts I suppose I had better be fetching my coat Cause there's some Red Templars in the Western Approach Oh! The Breach leaves the sky cold up in Skyhold But I can afford to heat it, see this huge pile of my gold No influenza, with these treaties I'm an influencer Think you can beat me? Name a date and place, where and when, sir? Should I spit ten bars or pages? Support Templars or Mages? Collect Shards or guess star constellations and arrangements? Seal rifts shut in Thedas, kick butt and save ass With great gallantry, level up and upgrade my talent tree Cause it ain't just hard in Hightown, like a tale that Varric weaves There's an ancient massive effect, I may as well just save the galaxy [Hook] I am the Inquisitor, a Fade visitor Zipping up the rifts with a fist is my signature finisher My team administers me with the means to win imminently And I may say that they do it magnificently Once more unto the Breach, dear friends Once more! Because Corypheus wants war Once more unto the Breach, dear friends Once more! We'll see if Corypheus wants more [Ad-lib] We'll see if Corypheus wants more Or whether he's had enough He's a bit tired And now he just wants to go home for tea [Verse 2] I've got the dopest team in Leliana Josephine, Cullen, Cassandra Solas, Sera, Blackwall, Dorian Cole, Vivienne, Varric, Bull, Morrigan Call us the D A Team: the Dannish Inquisition Vacancies, apply within if you think you can fill this grand position Corypheus has delusions of grandeur A ridiculous man pursuing the Anchor But hang on, you can pray and thank the maker in the Chantry later Wait 'til Dan obliterates that manky mangy agitator Blast this antagonist as if he's had a Dragon's Kiss Leave him hanging there and haggard like a pair of sagging tits In comparison I'm an ample and elegant breast Not an Iron Bull but I am Bull nevertheless, yes! Yes blud, I'm the Tim Westwood of Crestwood The Method Man of the Hinterlands, Haven was the best hood But my terrain ranges from Exalted Plains to Emerald Graves When I stray there's no limit to who and where I will save Between Ferelden and Orlais, I seem to be helping them all day These Orlesians' decor schemes are really well bloody ornate I've heard the myths but this is divine living Like when I'm giving a wyvern a whiff of the rhythm I witness how quick it'll give in Give them a kick in the face from the Forbidden Oasis To the Hissing Wastes to paraphrase Sera: this is a pissing disgrace Damn son, I've had it with Samson I'm going to get ever so terribly nasty That's what happens whenever you mess with the Herald of Andraste [Hook] I am the Inquisitor, a Fade visitor Zipping up the rifts with a fist is my signature finisher My team administers me with the means to win imminently And I may say that they do it magnificently Once more unto the Breach, dear friends Once more! Because Corypheus wants war Once more unto the Breach, dear friends Once more! We'll see if Corypheus wants more [Outro] We'll see if he wants more... once more Once more...