Conquistadores Lyrics

Verse A:

Uncertain destiny, they're sailing far from home.

Power and gold in mind, to build up their new dome.

Verse B:

The tribes are killed and raped, the sword reigns on their way.

All know that death will come, for those who disobey.

Verse C:

Under the slavery, the culture disappears.

Freedom is out of sight, for more than hundred years.

Chorus:

Conquistadores.

Taking the treasure.

Conquistadores.

Searching for pleasure.

Conquistadores.

Fine acquisition.

Conquistadores.

Without permission.