Tales Of The Spanish Warrior

He was proud, he was cool, he was nobody’s fool
And to take away a life was his only rule
He was tough, he was mean
He was a killing machine
And to show a little mercy
Wasn’t his kind of scene

Oh, couldn’t he see he’d sold his soul
Oh, I wish that he’d have known

He once stood in the glare of a blazing Sun
And the feelin’ in his soul said the war was on
And like the angel of death he hovered
Over his enemy’s face
And struck a deadly blow
And felt no disgrace

Oh, didn’t he see where he was goin’
Oh, I wish he could’ve known

But the day had come around when he’d fight no more
And he lay dead on the ground all battered and torn
Ah, well a slip, he fell down
Against his will
And seeing this the bull
Closed in for the kill

And so a man who had fame
And a glorious name
He was laid to rest for failin’
At his warrior game
And it’s sad, because he had
His chance at life
And he ended up by dyin’
From his victims knife
And no more, will this man
Play a warrior game
Well he finally found out that warriors too
Get wet from rain
And he finally found that kings
Can end up down a drain
Well warrior man do ya feel
You’ve gone insane?
I said warrior man do ya feel
You’ve gone insane?
Well tell me warrior man, do you feel
Warrior man do you feel
I said warrior man do ya feel
You’ve gone insane?
Yeah!