The Purest Land by Cormorant (Metal) Lyrics

I've slit the throats
Of clergymen and governors
Those bloated swine...
May their screams unhinge
A thankless crown

O King! See your soldiers
Scrape at the algae growing
Below the planks?
They starve, yet still
They quarrel for phantom ore
Once owed your throne

"Forgive this ship of fools,"
Said I to the mouths of trees
Leaves as hellhound tongues
Outstretched to drink the stream

The beast flung its filth
Into the wake
Tail coiled
Fingers grasping
The remains of our splintered mast
Once we've razed the land of gold
I will crucify him
The corpses on my raft
Smell of piss and blood
Yet they were but men
And all men, slaves and kings alike
Leave stench as their epitaph
Not I

Holy Mother Church of Rome
Cleanse this ground I conquer!
Rain brimstone upon the judges
Who steal from the weary
Slaughter the Lutherans
And priests who taint your word
Make Peru the purest land
For I am its prince
And will forever be
I am its prince
And will forever be

O King! See your isle
Burned by my soldiers
Your vassals and their wives
I hung them all

Panama will fall
With my daughter
I forge an empire
To survive us both
My deeds live on
For I have seen what men
Could only dream they saw
I have seen what men
Could only dream they saw