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We're Aztec so mind your head,
Our prisoners wind up dead.
Our colour 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, make grow more,
To our kids when ill.
The sun to shine, this 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.
Lets hear it for your 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.
We're doing it for Itzli, the goddess of knives.
We're it for Itzpapalotlometeotlchiconahuiehecatl,
Errr? other gods great lives!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

cross us Aztecz, we advise ya!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Or end up as fertiliser!
Yeahhhhh!

Our starts in november, when every 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 proberbly 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 pill 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 our home and kill some 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! Ain't alive!

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

Want to live you're old?

Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!

us priests, you've been told!