Conquistadors came across the ocean to tame our land and kill our culture Bringer of grief and death-apocalyptic riders Gruesome and false they must be sick
The bloodhounds unleashed, addicted to gold No way to stop them Slaying our families Burning our icons What will remain?
Conquistadors burn our temples to the ground And spit at ancient gods-what an abasement! Abandoned by their crown they rob and steal In the name of christ they rape and kill
Watch out conquistadors The day of vengeance will come Die slow conquistador And see your heart pounding in my hands
You can't hear us sneaking through the jungle Your throats can not stand the blades of our,knives
The bloodhounds unleashed, addicted to gold No way to stop them Slaying our families Burning our icons What will remainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
