Luyện nghe bài hát Aztec Priests Song

We're Aztec priests so mind head,
Our prisoners always up dead.
Our favourite is blood red,
not nice.

At an Aztec opening day,
We priest would please the gods way.
Hoards of we'd slay,
sacrifice.

To win at war, make grow more,
To cure our when ill.
The sun to shine, song to rhyme,
More victims we kill.

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

You won't survive! You survive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ain't alive! Ain't staying alive!
Yeahhh!

With scarifice, we appease,
Our gods powerful big cheese.
Lets hear it for favourits please! Haaa!

We're doing it for Toci, the goddess of the earth's heart,
We're doing it for Chantigo, goddess who makes start.
We're doing it for Itzli, the of stone knives.
We're it for Itzpapalotlometeotlchiconahuiehecatl,
Some other gods great lives!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Don't us Aztecz, we advise ya!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Or end up as fertiliser!
Yeahhhhh!

Our year in november, when every priestly member,
Is asked if they'll remember, our dead.
We do this if you haven't guessed, by getting something off chest,
Your heart would be best, or else your head.
And then on our planners, it's the raising of the banners,
And it's polite manners, to kill more guys.

and January, desmembering methods vary,
All you need to know, is that we them high.
May and June, it's summer time, the is easy,
It's halfway through the year, bet you're feeling queasy.
In autumn time, we sweep our home and kill some but then,
By late October, the over, then it starts up again!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

You survive! You won't survive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

staying alive! Ain't staying alive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Want to until you're old?

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Avoid us priests, been told!