The Conquistador

Conquistador your stallion is unbridled longing for the company of an angel's touch to brow I see your breast plate armor has lost its sheen but in your face I see the sign of cuts real clean Conquistador, did you find what you were looking for Conquistador, a vulture sits upon your silver shield and though I searched for you inside a maze I found no door ,no inner room you were ready far too soon Conquistador, did you find what you were looking for Conquistador, there is no time like now so raise your rust scabbard and take a newborn stand I know your jewel-encrusted blade cannot lay still always ready for the action always ready for the **** Conquistador, did you find what you were looking for Conquistador, I came to jeer at you, with no regrets and as the gloom begins to fall I see there is no, only all I know you came with sword held high although you came to conquer, do you want to die? Conquistador, did you find what you were looking for