Wrath Is Unleashed

Our gods are gone,
New ones were born
Just images left,
faith was stolen

-"The Grandness of our kind
lead us to conquer you,
in order to arise"-

Forged as their will,
Last drops of rain,
Our soul's last tears
Wrath of Tlaloc, unleashed.

(chorus)
Then By sunrise, the ancient rites, a sin,
By dawn, a new temple to build
With the shine of the stars,
The future seemed unclear for us

All that once was precious,
Now it's all forbidden,

- "Obey, sinners from dark lands
embrace your decay,
bury your past"-

All that once was beautiful
Is now turned into ruins

After hundreds of years,
And for more to come,
Wrath of Huitzilopochtli is released

(chorus)