In the amazon far away, tales of crimson woe Pleasing the sun god everyday, the dead begin to grow
Sacrifice in the air, The rituals on its way Gather round mortal scum, With your life, you’ll pay
As the sun sets, spill the blood, upon the altar of god Mictian awaits, your eternal debt Their soul escapes with last breath Burial site lies in ruins, tribal fights to death Where the dead, eat the living And the living, eat the dead
Scan the horizon, far away Vanished light, becomes night Enslave the weak to appease Sustain your mortal life
Witness, Mictians beckoning Towers of death, death and slavery Empowered by, by your misery This is the Cursed city
Bodies pile into masses, Hanging skinless and dry Dragged to the depths, Beneath black fire Where you await to die
Feel the blade cut the flesh Butchered like rabid dogs In the end all they care for Is to please their fucking gods
As the sun sets, spill the blood Upon the alter of god. Mictian awaits, your eternal debt Their soul escapes it's last breath Burial site lies in ruins, Tribal fights to death Where the dead, eat the living And the living, eat the dead You're flesh, tonightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
