Luyện nghe bài hát Aztec Priests Song

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

At an Aztec opening day,
We would please the gods this 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 we must 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 each powerful big cheese.
hear it for your favourits please! Haaa!

We're it for Toci, the Aztec 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.
doing 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 every member,
Is asked if they'll remember, our dead.
We do this if you haven't guessed, by something off your chest,
heart would proberbly be best, or else your head.
And then on our year planners, it's the of the banners,
And it's only manners, to kill more guys.

and January, desmembering methods vary,
All you to know, is that we pill them high.
May and June, it's time, the killing is easy,
It's only halfway through the year, bet feeling queasy.
In autumn time, we sweep our home and kill more 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!

Ain't staying alive! staying alive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Want to live you're old?

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Avoid us priests, been told!