The Spaniards lyrics

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