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Texcoco
03:47
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Twenty thousand mexica´s souls
Not a single drop of blood
All forsaken out from Mictlán
Christian tributes bowed to God.
Prince Ixtlixóchitl named Hernan,
His godfather sent by the Pope.
Coatlicue cries in flames,
The first Christian now steps on.
Just a fairy tale and a cross
Dressed as weapon by the foe
Now Texcoco is Spain´s outpost
The true slavery begins.
“Oh son, are you lost?
Now our culture starts to burn
Take my head out from the bone
This barbarians killed your gods!”
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Omens
02:52
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Moans!
Omens!
II Bring water, Tlacateco burns
My brothers, I´m afraid this porterns down
That fire ain´t ruled by common means
Did the God Sun showed his defeat?
Boiling water! x4
Three sparks gashing x4
Thunder!
Tlacantzolli!
Columns of spinning fire, one year of dripping flames
Tonatiuh saves the horizon, but next dawn comes again.
Ten years before the tragedy, running the Casa-12
Midnight to midnight the pats on the mouth prevails
Young canoeists burst down the Black Chamber
Motecuhzoma stares at an ashy crane´s arc
Like through mirrors, atrology, mayhem, deers, war
A wizards congregation, but… where is the bird?
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Ahuehuete
03:38
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Mexicas, walk here!
Mexicas, enemy flees!
Mexicas, boats shielded!
Aztec Warriors, unleash!
On feet and water the pursue scares´em
Tolteca Acalocan cutting white fles
Through Nonohualuco go hedging escape
New Tlatoani wants Cortez´s head.
Popotla shines, an horizon glimpses
Victory is ours, a river is their grave
Helmets, hoofs, arrows and leathers be safed
Coat dispossessions, the bodies stink shit.
Tlaxcatecatl, Cempoala, Spain
Cuauhpilli fight, four thousand casualties
Christians imprisoned aim be decapitated
Pleasing the assumption, Malitzin goes next.
Ahuehuete embroiders Cortez´s head
Ahuehuete evokes Cortez´s head
Ahuehuete tattoes Cortez´s head
Ahuehuete rumbles Cortez´s head.
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Tlalticauh
04:03
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Pilotl
03:52
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Congregation of Pilotl
Carrying ways of feeding luxuries
Some of them mean pleasing those lords
But a spell casts on the formules.
The blood offer faze some stomachs
Gore nourishment shake spinheads
More beyond scrubbed lashes
A retreat was, but from ourselves.
Where is your pride?
Ain´t real enough contenders
Two hundred years up high
Xocotzin, this is your fight!
this is your fight!
Make a stand, forget Cinti
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Menial´s
03:45
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Tecoac´s reception is delivering shields…
Brave otomies face the invaders
First skirmish on the region
Decimate with outbreak canions
Fully beaten severed legions.
“We are from Tlaxcala,
Yahweh we give our lands
Entertain our daughters
Conquer conquerors
Take us as your servants
Slavish and menials
We foe of the big city
Drive thou, crush our enemy”
And goes Cholula´s fate…
Perfidious defend their home gods
Fallacies head in an explotion
Soon embraced felt the humbles
Dogs as lions bite the brown sons.
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Pitzome
03:23
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Again our lord pledges the wrong badge
A bad call is carrying gifted golden flags
Eyes of Jesus messengers shine as big as the goblet
Pigs show as dirt monkeys, Pitzome.
Sot Tezcatlipoca whispers words, profound thoughts
Torment, prevents Tlatoanis fate.
“Run away servants. What´s done it´s done”
“This view ain´t for us, but Master´s own.
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Toxcatl´s
04:18
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Chicalote seeds, fixed up with thorns
The party begins, here´s the God of War,
Anecúyotl, maxtle a hummingbird
Huitzilipochtli, Toxcatl´s fair.
A score of fasts
Leading snake´s waltz
Incensed and bright
Young captains march.
The killing is on, swords slaught by treason, guts stain the walls
Ain´t a formal call, no signal of crash to stab by the back
Ruined festivity, music turned to screams, rivers running blood
Heads roll on the floor, arms and legs unbound, greed banners their walk.
A score of fasts
Atlakatl starves
Incensed and bright
Mexicas surround!
Let´s get them on hack, in the house of realm
Avengers we will, no mercy at all
Our king was weak, rain him down with rocks
We thought they were gods, but now the fight is called.
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Tekolotl
04:42
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First striking. Two brigs riding Xocotitlan.
Xicoténcatl, Castañeda. Crossbowed arrows courage our bows.
Tzilacatzin leading hosts. Throwing themselves, despite murders.
Stalked pilgrims are the attackers. It´s the adding to coward darts.
Second striking. Tlaxcaltecas sing like dead whores.
Dry earth landing. Folding forces turn smalled.
Catch the banner Tlatelolco. Yacacolco drinks whole blood.
Pinhead skinned heads, equine equate. Suffer allies of the white man.
Rise Tekolotl
Huitzilopochtli
Xiuhcóatl
Mamalhuaztli
Cuauhtémoc earns time
Collapsing a hill
A sudden dereadful
Unison Spain´s scream.
Arrive a Blitzkrieg through our market, disbandment.
Redoubts gleamed flowers, snails, limes, now darkened voices.
Running warriors pierce most robbers, encorement.
Stones rainfall from holed walls, civil sling shooters.
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10. |
Nahui Tlapeuhcayotl
05:36
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Tikilnamiki nochipa iwa te atlame
iwa tichachiwa pampa atl iwa pampa atl
ino tlaly ino toaxca nakatl
ino atl tueso iwa akekatla
ino toaxca unyutl toaxca tlatotl
toaxca tonemilistli iwa tlil
tlayektlaly iwa tlatyichiwa itich tonemilistli
Tikacate noxty Nawy tlayekatoke....
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Atlat N.L., Mexico
Atlat is a Aztec Black Metal Band from Monterrey, Nuevo Léon, México.
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