Groinchurn

Hail the conquerors

Groinchurn
Can you see them coming through the ages, conquerors from afar.
Written on the pages, brave conquistador.
Open, heartfelt welcome, the shores of the promised land.
Hold the king to ransom, let them eat out of your hands.
Land ahead.
They bring us salvation, the new world religion, godlike adoration, the truth slowly unfolds.
Falling onto your knees, you will embrace their faith, their rules - your hate.
Subdued, constrained, cursing your fate.
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