[00:01.01]Conquistador your stallion stands
[00:06.15]In need of company
[00:09.34]And like some angel's haloed brow
[00:14.26]You reek of purity
[00:17.25]I see your armour-plated breast
[00:21.77]Has long since lost its sheen
[00:25.49]And in your death mask face
[00:28.72]There are no signs which can be seen
[00:32.49]And though I hoped for something to find
[00:37.33]I could see no maze to unwind
[00:44.08]Conquistador a vulture sits
[00:47.01]Upon your silver shield
[00:51.55]And in your rusty scabbard now
[00:54.85]The sand has taken seed
[00:58.71]And though your jewel-encrusted blade
[01:03.11]Has not been plundered still
[01:10.01]The sea has washed across your face
[01:15.32]And taken of its fill
[01:21.05]And though I hoped for something to find
[01:33.39]I could see no maze to unwind
[01:46.99]Conquistador there is no time
[01:58.07]I must pay my respect
[02:01.59]And though I came to jeer at you
[02:05.48]I leave now with regret
[02:09.02]And as the gloom begins to fall
[02:17.82]I see there is no only all
[02:22.18]And though you came with sword held high
[02:35.99]You did not conquer only die
[02:39.71]And though I hoped for something to find
[02:42.77]I could see no maze to unwind