Aguirre travels savage lands
through jungle vines and streams
in search of some deceivers dream

guided by an unseen hand
he judges men from where they stand
clears a path towards his goal
a city lined with streets of gold

now a king he cannot fail
madness steeped in divine detail
chasing shadows arrows abound

Aguirre, you held the wrath of god
Aguirre, now you stand alone

Aguirre listen real close
You'll hear the devil laugh
he can smell your ego
your soul is burn'in for a foolish task

Aguirre, you held the wrath of god
Aguirre, now you stand alone
Aguirre, you held the wrath of god
Aguirre, now you stand alone

the dream is now soiled your body is boiled
taken by cannibals in the wild