Conquistador your stallion
stands in need of company
And like some angels
haloed brow you reek
of purity
I see your armour plated
breast has long since lost
it's sheen
And in your despots face
there are no signs which
can be seen
And though I hoped for
something to find
I can see no place to unwind
Conquistador a vulture sits
upon your silver shield
And in your rusty scabbard
now the sand has
taken seed
And though your jewel
encrusted plate
Has not been plundered still
The sea has washed across
your face
And taken all it's fill
And though I hoped for
something to find
I can see no place to unwind
Conquistador there is no
time
I must pay my respect
And though I came to
jeer at you
I leave now with regret
And as the gloom begins
to fall
I see there is no only all
Though you came with
sword held high
You did not conquer
only die
And though I hoped for
something to find
I can see no place to unwind
And though I hoped for
something to find
I can see no place to unwind
And though I hoped for
something to find
I can see no place to unwind