Standard (EADGBE)

Conquistador your stallion stands

In need of company

And like some angel's haloed brow

You reek of purity

I see your armour-plated breast

 Has long since lost it's 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 it's 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, only all

 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

 And though I hoped for something to find

 I could see no maze to unwind

Break

 And though I hoped for something to find

 I could see no maze to unwind