I, Conqueror

Arrival, the white flag has been hoisted
Arms laid down before our feet
Jaded, hardened, our empathy blunted
Show no pity or remorse
Urged by peers to join into the orgy
Swat these flies or be subject to our fury

Our new subjects to humiliation
Inflict pain, lashes and lacerations
Commit murder at every occasion
We're new masters of this nation

I, an ordinary man
I, a stranger to this land
I, will make you wish you ran
I, conqueror, will make you suffer
I, conqueror

The victor tells the tale, how many stories are untold
Of blood crazed men raping the young ones and the old
As they cheer with impaled babies on their bayonets
A beating heart turns to stone

Our new subjects to humiliation
Inflict pain, lashes and lacerations
Commit murder at every occasion
We're new masters of this nation

I, an ordinary man
I, a stranger to this land
I, will make you wish you ran
I, conqueror, will make you suffer