Cormorant

Cormorant - The Purest Land lyrics

rate me

I've slit the throats

Of clergymen and governors.

Those bloated swine...

May their screams unhinge

A thankless crown.

O King! See your soldiers

Scrape at the algae growing

Below the planks?

They starve, yet still

They quarrel for phantom ore

Once owed your throne.

"Forgive this ship of fools,"

Said I to the mouths of trees,

Leaves as hellhound tongues

Outstretched to drink the stream.

The beast flung it's filth

Into the wake,

Tail coiled,

Fingers grasping

The remains of our splintered mast.

Once we've razed the land of gold

I will crucify him.

The corpses on my raft

Smell of piss and blood,

Yet they were but men,

And all men, slaves and kings alike,

Leave stench as their epitaph.

Not I.

Holy Mother Church of Rome,

Cleanse this ground I conquer!

Rain brimstone upon the judges

Who steal from the weary.

Slaughter the Lutherans

And priests who taint your word.

Make Peru the purest land,

For I am it's prince

And will forever be.

I am it's prince

And will forever be.

O King! See your isle

Burned by my soldiers.

Your vassals and their wives,

I hung them all.

Panama will fall.

With my daughter

I forge an empire

To survive us both.

My deeds live on,

For I have seen what men

Could only dream they saw.

I have seen what men

Could only dream they saw.

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found