Number of Lyrics in Album : 9
By The Conquistadors, The Queen is busy checking crops
And I know how to
By The Conquistadors, Sit silent a thousand nights
Wait for the city to come
By The Conquistadors, The art of being misunderstood
I never saw it cultivated quite
By The Conquistadors, A lifespan of a day
Nothing ever stays the same
As brutal
By The Conquistadors, Simmer down
The summer’s gone
The wind is breezy
The water’s cold
Get outside
Meet
By The Conquistadors, Feathers stuck in the mash of coagulated blood on the
By The Conquistadors, Life
Could be all you want
If that’s what you want
Just dare
By The Conquistadors, Hear me now
The time has come to explain
To spell it
By The Conquistadors, Hunker down my belle
Cause you think I don’t know
What goes