Luyện nghe bài hát Aztec Priests Song

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

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

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

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

You survive! You won't survive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

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

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

We're it for Toci, the Aztec goddess of the earth's heart,
We're doing it for Chantigo, goddess who volcanoes 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 cross us Aztecz, we ya!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Or end up as fertiliser!
Yeahhhhh!

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

and January, desmembering methods vary,
All you need to know, is that we them high.
May and June, summer time, the killing is easy,
only 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 won't survive! You survive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Ain't alive! Ain't staying alive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Want to live until old?

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Avoid us priests, been told!