Conquest Songtext
von Tapes ’n Tapes

A million miles, common sense
Can′t hide the reader, can't fill the trench
And what you hide is what I sold
And when you′re next to me, the feeling's cold
Don't tread lightly

In the book at the age of stills
You make congress, congress
Up in the mount on the sea of chills
You went tireless, tireless
I will walk alone

Take toll, take time, and turn your face
Dismount your wall, disband your state
The tides of thought are blowing in the wind
We′ll stretch our seed to the beaches of the fins
The path is clear, we′ll keep clear on the side
And make our beds in the beds of others
Don't talk lightly


In the book at the age of stills
You make congress, congress
Up in the mount on the sea of chills
You went tireless, tireless
I will walk alone
Through miles and miles of bones

When you touch me I′m alone
When you tease me I'm alone
In the battle of the bones
In the battle of the bones

I′ll be up and coming on
I'll be up and holding strong
We′ll be holding up for long
We'll be holding up for long

You'll be hiding from our deeds
On the whole and on your knees
You will hide your women
Hide your women, hide your women


In the book at the age of stills
You make congress, congress
Up in the mount on the sea of chills
You went tireless, tireless
You′ve been running in for the kill
Look down to the south and onto the fields
I′ve been a rider, I've been a shill
For conquest, conquest
I will walk alone
Through miles and miles of bones
We′ll up our highness off our shyness
Bring it to your home