For race, color, and creed we swept the world
Tribe upon tribe, each a new trail of tears
Staggering down the centuries
A world to seed
Oh, conquistador
The path of glory crushed peasants in their fields
White angels liberating while masses scream
A baptism in killing while ancestors dream
Oh, conquistador.
Tribe upon tribe, each a new trail of tears
Staggering down the centuries
A world to seed
Oh, conquistador
The path of glory crushed peasants in their fields
White angels liberating while masses scream
A baptism in killing while ancestors dream
Oh, conquistador.