[00:01.06]Conquistador your stallion stands
[00:06.19]In need of company
[00:09.38]And like some angel's haloed brow
[00:14.30]You reek of purity
[00:17.30]I see your armour-plated breast
[00:21.81]Has long since lost its sheen
[00:25.55]And in your death mask face
[00:30.54]There are no signs which can be seen
[00:33.51]And though I hoped for something to find
[00:37.32]I could see no maze to unwind
[00:44.13]Conquistador a vulture sits
[00:47.05]Upon your silver shield
[00:51.37]And in your rusty scabbard now
[00:54.90]The sand has taken seed
[00:58.76]And though your jewel-encrusted blade
[01:03.16]Has not been plundered still
[01:06.72]The sea has washed across your face
[01:10.38]And taken of its fill
[01:14.14]And though I hoped for something to find
[01:18.35]I could see no maze to unwind
[01:25.04]Conquistador there is no time
[01:28.76]I must pay my respect
[01:32.16]And though I came to jeer at you
[01:36.59]I leave now with regret
[01:39.21]And as the gloom begins to fall
[01:47.26]I see there is no only all
[01:56.26]And though you came with sword held high
[02:06.62]You did not conquer only die
[02:21.03]And though I hoped for something to find
[02:35.67]I could see no maze to unwind