Conquest - Designer Disguise

Flags on golden sands, yeah they are three feet wide and six feet deep

Why do we move, why do we flee?

And now you rise against me, my darling erosion

House filled with pores pulls me into the ocean

Oh quiet conquerors!

(conquerors)

What we could write in stone?

Oh quiet conquerors

What we could write in stone…

Write History with the sword

A scripture more delicate

Oh the blood that we’ve poured

Let’s go!

And now the ones that could persuad me

Have fallen into my arms

Your lips btray my touch

And your heart it beats too

Oh quiet conquerors!

(conquerors)

What we could write in stone?

Oh quiet conquerors

What we could write in stone…

Flat line, faults in time

Fractured footsteps divide the line

Release me

Release me