歌词
Take the heart
And squeeze upon its beat
Gouge the skull
And drill right through a hole
They'll make an example out of you
They'll make an example out of you
Victims of the war captives
Victims of the sacrifice
Victims of the losing side
All faced to the rack to die
Women and children we will not spare
Consume the flesh of those who face despair
Call the people, invoke fear
Preach the ways they must adhere
Take the gift and lift it high
By the law they all have to die
They'll make an example out of you
They'll make an example out of you
Victims of the war captives
Victims of the sacrifice
Victims of the losing side
All faced to the rack to die
On the slab you'll feel betrayed
So succumb to your misery
You weren't getting out any other way
Accept your place on tzompantli
Women and children we will not spare
Consume the flesh of those who face despair
Our gods who feed on death
Please bless this offering
Spare us the storm
We'll always offer more