As a king I have walked
Through Tezcatlipoca  
Where life is no more
Than their fountain of youth
Yet shadow and death
Is conquistador truth

In my heart sacrificed
For transcendence I seek
Quetzalcoatl
At Tonatiuh's peak

My Mexica will rise
To Huitzilopochtli
The lord of the skies
Makes Cortes desires become lunacy
By returning all things
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