The air is cold skies are black Yet, the birds still sing their songs songs of life as our lord rises and signals the Attack! As the Gods arrive arrows blanket skies blue rays mark our path, Effigies Glow! Illuminating!
The hummingbird of the south Signals of smoke, mirror the battlefield eagles scout northern plains jaguars advance, target Slay! Supreme legions of the sun!
Brothers! Braided, bonded by death over the left ear sworn ones, who welcome death without fear All others must pay homage, to the gods of war! Southern Rules Supreme!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
