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

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

To win at war, crops grow more,
To our kids when ill.
The sun to shine, song to rhyme,
More we must kill.

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

You survive! You won't survive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

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

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

We're it for Toci, the Aztec goddess of the earth's heart,
We're it for Chantigo, goddess who makes volcanoes start.
doing it for Itzli, the goddess of stone knives.
We're it for Itzpapalotlometeotlchiconahuiehecatl,
Errr? Some 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 starts in november, when priestly member,
Is if they'll remember, our Aztec dead.
We do this if you haven't guessed, by getting off your chest,
Your would proberbly be best, or else your head.
And on our year planners, it's the raising of the banners,
And it's polite manners, to kill more guys.

December and January, methods vary,
All you need to know, is that we them high.
May and June, it's time, the killing is easy,
It's only halfway the year, bet you're feeling queasy.
In autumn time, we sweep our and kill 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 live until you're

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

us priests, you've been told!