Wrath is Unleashed
Our gods are gone, New ones were born Just images left, Faith was stolen
-"The Grandness of our kind lead us to conquer you, in order to arise"-
Forged as their will, Last drops of rain, Our soul's last tears Wrath of Tlaloc, unleashed.
(chorus) Then By sunrise, the ancient rites, a sin, By dawn, a new temple to build With the shine of the stars, The future seemed unclear for us
All that once was precious, Now it's all forbidden,
- "Obey, sinners from dark lands Embrace your decay, Bury your past"-
All that once was beautiful Is now turned into ruins
After hundreds of years, And for more to come, Wrath of Huitzilopochtli is released
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