Conquistador

Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh This is a fight to the death, Our holy war, A new romance, A trojan whore (We will, we will, we will rise again) This is a fight for the day, Night, Black and white A victory dance, A burning riot (We will, we will, we will rise

[ti:Conquistador] [ar:Theatre of Hate] [al:Original Sin - (The Dave Cash Collection)] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.40]Conquistador - Theatre of Hate [00:33.04]For race color and creed we swept the world [00:49.57]Tribe upon tribe each a new trail of tears

Stony mountains Cold and gray Even thundering seas between us lay So they say And light of stars was in her hair I've never seen a maid so fair She owns the sun and the moon above Listen high one I've tried to be brave Will this place become my grave

And like some angel's haloed brow You reek of purity I see your armor plated breast Has long since lost its sheen And in your death mask face There are no signs which can be seen And though I hoped for something to find I could see no maze to unwind

CONQUISTADOR your voice fails your speech your eyes wanders off despite your skills you shiver like a leaf behind your walls behind your words in time we are floating and fading like a dream in time we are woken by morning light by now you've reached