Lyrics:

(Brooker Reid)

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 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 A Vulture Sits
upon Your Silver Shield
and In Your Rusty Scabbard Now
the Sand Has Taken Seed
and Though Your Jewel-Encrusted Blade
has Not Been Plundered Still
the Sea Has Washed Across Your Face
and Taken Of Its Fill




and Though I Hoped For Something To Find
i Could See No Maze 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 Aureole
and Though You Came With Sword Held High
you Did Not Conquer, Only Die




and Though I Hoped For Something To Find
i Could See No Maze To Unwind