I like Final Fantasy Tactics so much that I made a remix using Apoplexy. Lyrics are below; I hope my fellow fans of Ivalice enjoy.

I am the summoner, the caller of Lich
The one you need to kneel to, the one to beseech
With horn on my head and Blaze Gun in hand
I'll call Ramah with the thunder, see how much you can stand

Dig your grave on Balias Hill, lay your bones to rest
Your party should've told you, I'm not the one to test
Got that 100% slaughter stat, know where your wife and daughter's at
When comes to shows of force, you already know that I'm the best

Persistent immunity to all the Judges' rules
Boy you just a Squire in my Hard Knock School
Save the Queen, protect your neck 'cause I'm coming in Quick
Change equip, Excalibur, my damage'll make you sick

Select action: Move 8, I'm creeping up on your back
I'll probably slit your throat, then I'mma toss you in the sack
Drag you behind my chocobo, and throw you in the yard
With a note around your neck saying "Them black mages hard"

Blame yourself or God for the things I'm 'bout to do to you
Unruly, Dark Holy smite, only in my form true
Your Brave Story ends here, Oracle drew Tower card
Feel your whole Galaxy Stop, with main gauche I'm going hard

Blame yourself or God for the things I'm 'bout to do to you
Unruly, Dark Holy smite, only in my form true
Your Brave Story ends here, Oracle drew Tower card
Shadow Stitch, son of a bitch, three count, rejoin the stars

Knights Templar raised hell when they heard about me
I'm like a whisper on their tounges, just call me Lucavi
Bringing terror and sadness to all who oppose
My will, my strength, my arcane lyrical flows

I'm calling All-Ultima the moment you wake
Destruction Job class that'll make you rattle and shake
Hamedo reaction skill, JP up every chump I kill
Dinks in your armor till you're ready to Break

No longer a Lion War, now it's a Wulf Massacre
Shutting down the knaves trying to test their caliber
Toll the bell thirteen times, you think it's your time to shine
Got your tombstone reading "#1 Amateur"

You already know it's game over when I arrive
Call your Calculator, get that CT 3 Revive
Ajora scheming, blades are gleaming, got 'em screaming, catch my meaning?
Your distant, Final Fantasy should be to survive

Blame yourself or God for the things I'm 'bout to do to you
Unruly, Dark Holy smite, only in my form true
Your Brave Story ends here, Oracle drew Tower card
Feel your whole Galaxy Stop, with main gauche I'm going hard

Blame yourself or God for the things I'm 'bout to do to you
Unruly, Dark Holy smite, only in my form true
Your Brave Story ends here, Oracle drew Tower card
Shadow Stitch, son of a bitch, three count, rejoin the stars