Deyarmond Edison
Deyarmond Edison - Conquistadors lyrics
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I came along on bended knee Careful they would make it be I was made a heart of mean I was never hoisted My hands, my rope My key, my door Yeah, compassion grows But conquistador Title of the song Hitler and the twelfth Pope of Pius can't hide I was killed by my own kind In a Holocaust, faith burns Yeah, you should be shocked You should turn My hands, my rope My key, my door Yeah, compassion grows But conquistador My blood has been spilled Henceforth, the Catholic guilt My blood has been spilled Henceforth, the Catholic guilt