Luyện nghe bài hát Aztec Priests Song

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

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

To win at war, make crops more,
To our kids 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!

staying alive! Ain't staying alive!
Yeahhh!

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

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

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

cross us Aztecz, we advise ya!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Or end up as fertiliser!
Yeahhhhh!

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

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

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

You won't survive! You survive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ain't alive! Ain't staying alive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Want to until you're old?

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Avoid us priests, you've told!