Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Spaniards, artist - William Patrick Corgan. Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Song language: English
The Spaniards |
| Butcher bows |
| Sparse trails of haunted conquests |
| Through gales of spotless sunsets boon |
| O' gentlemen who suffer bright |
| It’s so here we divvy up the blight |
| To speak while irons spark |
| Mark maids, my spoils are given rot |
| Take me as I am |
| Take me as I am |
| Take me as I am |
| Fearing aught |
| Upswept to unlaced bodice |
| To furies, I gave notice sight |
| Filled dragoons full of graves |
| With pretty-8's we cried out of grace |
| Till past was all but kept |
| 'Tis strange, the felled and their effects |
| Given blood, yet nothing of the best |
| Mistook the misdeeds of the blessed |
| Take me as I am |
| Take me as I am |
| Take me as I am |