Samples Conquistador
He sees the moon reflect Off the shiney steel And though it's high above It looks so real Ships in the bay give birth To smaller wooden fish And when they reach the shore They look so real Another season gone And many more will come If you accept this now All will change They look up to the sky Thinking of the days Before their worlds clashed They looked so real Time to run and tell the others Dressed in steel they're on our island He asks the elders now To speak his native tongue He needs to hear the words They remember none Ships in the bay return Create a whole new race And though they are not gods They look so real Time to run and tell the others On the other side of our island Time to run On the other side