The Massacre Trilogy Lyrics

The Massacre Trilogy lyrics

[Part I: Sailing The Sea of Sorrow]



[Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello]



Oh Lord, no sign to relief 

Of this agony inside

Such a pain is not fair

How long shall it last

Sailing the sea of sorrow

Beyond this point

There's no turning back

No time to repent

No time to regreat

Sailing the sea of sorrow

My soul is bleeding

A sea of sorrow

In the middle of nothing

Seeking tomorrow

Darkness surrounding

This bloody expedition

Sailing the sea of sorrow

How can I finish

An impossible mission?

A sea of sorrow

Embraces the fleet

The stars above us

And hell underneath

Sailing the sea of sorrow

Sailing the sea of sorrow

Navigating on the sea of sorrow

Under the moonlight

Fear is your only friend 

Vastness just your eyes can see



[Part II: To Tame a Land]



[Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello]



How long shall we fight

to tame a land? 

How much blood is needed

From the lives spent? 

Thunder and lightning

Flashes of metal

Forces uprising

In the heat of the battle

Violence and force

Weapons and power

Armored corps 

Fearless marching forward

Surrender or die

The crown must prevail

Surrender or die

The King shall be hailed



How long shall we fight

to tame a land? 

How much blood is needed

From the lives spent? 

Blood on the sand 

Screams in the air

We conquer the land

You watch it in despair

Life or death

People are dying

Walking to hell

Burning in the fire

Surrender or die

The crown must prevail

Surrender or die

The King shall be hailed



How long shall we fight

to tame a land? 

How much blood is needed

From the lives spent? 



[Part III: Five Hundred's Enough]



[Martinez, Priester, Polchowicz, Mello]



Sail, white man

Rape, European

Come, bastards

To steal us all

In the name of God

Rise the swords of Christ

And smash every little worm 

That cries for freedom

On your knees, Indians

The old world Barbarian 

Is here to reign

You must kiss the cross

Raise churches of gold

Give diamonds for mirrors

Be blessed the righteous

Who served those chosen ones

God wants you all

To save the Crown of Portugal

In the name of God

They've killed millions

And smashed every little worm

That cried for freedom

On your knees, Indians

The old world Barbarian

Is here to reign

You must kiss the cross

Raise churches of gold

Give diamonds for mirrors

Five hundred's enough