The Conqueror lyrics

He climbs inside the looking glass
And points at anything he hates
He calls to you, hey look out son
Theres a gun theyre pointing at your pretty face

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way

Five hundred little women
Are calling at their heros door
Yes, their hero is working overtime
Hes squirming on an empty floor

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way

Hes bought the castle on the hill
Hes bought it just to knock it down
The local power shout him down
They say hes just an empty-headed clown

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way

Hes busy building monuments
To hide inside his empty grave
You there, can you find some souls
Hes looking for some people to save

And the heads they are a rolling
Cos the conqueror is on his way
And the justice day is coming
For the conqueror is on his way
And the words of love are killing him
The conqueror is on his way

And the words of love were lying on an empty floor
Just in the place where the conqueror lay...