O'culto

Chak I'kal Kan!
Sanctuaries in macro silence
Standing tall they remain
Guarding the secret of rituals and laws

Tok’ya!
Men offering their lives
Honoring Lurin who now sleeps
And so it shall always be
Teotihuacan, the city of the gods
Inspiring the place of voices

Tikal! Daughter of the Chacs!
You live, like a spell with no name
Xipe, Xipe, Xipe
Xipe Totec, damn!
Don't let Inti defeat Huitzilopochtli

If Tlaloc delivers in his rains
The tears of the Moon in the nights
Mictlan, the valley of the dead
And Chavin, will let their wise priests
Decipher the signs of the sky

A thousand katuns will pass
In the eternal Mayan
Great copal, white incense
Inspiring the place of voices

Tikal! Daughter of the Chacs!
You live, like a spell with no name
Xipe, Xipe, Xipe
Xipe Totec, damn!
Don't let Inti win

Tikal! Daughter of the Chacs!
You live, like a spell with no name
Xipe, Xipe, Xipe
Xipe Totec, damn!
Don't let Inti defeat Huitzilopochtli

Tikal! Daughter of the Chacs!
You live, like a spell with no name
Xipe, Xipe, Xipe
Xipe Totec, damn!
Don't let Inti win

Tikal! Daughter of the Chacs!
You live, like a spell with no name
Xipe, Xipe, Xipe
Xipe Totec, damn!
Don't let Inti defeat Huitzilopochtli