Conquistadores Songtext
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Conquistadores Songtext
They sailed on seas of burning cries
With steel and flames in Heaven′s guise
They carved the cross in bleeding stone
And crowned their faith upon the bone
Thy image, once of light and peace
Now bow to me, their dark release
Conquistadors, kings of dust and pain
Conquistadors, blood shall be Your gain
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
Their banners dripped with orphaned tears
Their psalms were sung through shattered spears
They scourged the weak, defile the pure
For gold and glory to endure
You still claim them, Lord of daylight
Your saints are beasts, losing eyesight
They bear Your name, yet kneel before me
Faith is like tyranny
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
Conquistadors, kings of dust and pain
Conquistadors, blood shall be Your gain
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
Behold, oh Lord, Your children boeeed
We praise our Lord defiantly
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
A sacrifice for God indeed
They wear Your name, yet kneel to me
Faith consumed by tyranny
Your Heaven weeps, and I am free
With steel and flames in Heaven′s guise
They carved the cross in bleeding stone
And crowned their faith upon the bone
Thy image, once of light and peace
Now bow to me, their dark release
Conquistadors, kings of dust and pain
Conquistadors, blood shall be Your gain
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
Their banners dripped with orphaned tears
Their psalms were sung through shattered spears
They scourged the weak, defile the pure
For gold and glory to endure
You still claim them, Lord of daylight
Your saints are beasts, losing eyesight
They bear Your name, yet kneel before me
Faith is like tyranny
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
Conquistadors, kings of dust and pain
Conquistadors, blood shall be Your gain
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
(Hail to You) Your crown is forged in fire
Your glory is Your own desire
(Hail to You) Your little children bleed
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
Behold, oh Lord, Your children boeeed
We praise our Lord defiantly
They kill, they burn, they call it creed
A sacrifice for God indeed
They wear Your name, yet kneel to me
Faith consumed by tyranny
Your Heaven weeps, and I am free
Writer(s): Anna Keil, Christian Pirch, Daniel Wengle, Klaus Buchfink, Michael Benk, Nicolaj Ruhnow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

