He came dancing across the water, With his galleons and guns
Looking for the new world, In that palace in the sun.
On the shore lay Montezuma, With his coca leaves and pearls
In his halls he often wondered, With the secrets of the worlds.
And his subjects, Gathered ‘round him
Like the leaves around a tree, In their clothes of many colors
For the angry gods to see.
And the women all were beautiful
And the men stood, Straight and strong
They offered life in sacrifice, So that others could go on.
Hate was just a legend, And war was never known
The people worked together, And they lifted many stones.
They carried them, To the flatlands
And they died along the way, But they built up
With their bare hands, What we still can’t do today.
And I know she’s living there, And she loves me to this day
I still can’t remember when, Or how I lost my way.
He came dancing across the water
Cortez, Cortez – What a killer.
