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A New World, it's how they called our land

They were not messengers of the Gods

When they raped our customs

Conquerors, evangelizers. You were just usurpers

No one will ever change our mind. We use to fight for our tribe

I was the guide of my line. Not afraid to die

Descendants of Kukulkan

We failed on the battlefield

Our men ran away into the forest

Infraworld. Is turning into a desert

The sun is beholding my weakness

And our crawling carcasses

The Gods want me dead

Our civilization died by me fault

No one will ever change our mind. We use to fight for our tribe

I was the guide of my line. Not afraid to die

Chamiabac sets his dogs on me

The pain is huge but I deserved it

No one will ever change our mind. We use to fight for our tribe

I was the guide of my line. Not afraid to die

The world will exist without us

We're just a short-lived memory