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Mexica
For HadesRising: "Let Us Mosh" Contest... o.0
Standin in the sun in the wind and rain,
Standin brave Though they are comin,
Waitin on the beaches of Veracruz though it feel the sands of time are runnin low now
Nothings ever gonna be the same, stand your ground Spanish Ships are coming,
First thing my eyes see are shrouded men,
Carrying a Cross to keep Gods Fire burnin,
I can feel the fear inside me already growing
By the winds of change an what the tide is showing,
Spanish ships coming an Cortez has landed
Eyes filled with gold and his hate is showing[/font]
Just what I see, can I believe is real an not fantasy
The slaughter of the innocence has begun,
Cortez face fills my mind an brings us all to despair
Why did the gods bring them here,
Their prophets speak of Love and salvation,
And though some at first thought them new gods landing
Coming from the sea the lies are growing
But I hear the screams an see the bodies burning,
Red rivers flow an children crying
As the new sun rises Aztec bloods still flowing
All through the night their fires keep burnin
Huitzilopochtli; Mexica is falling
War like this has never been fought here,
Cholula’s Fallen an their diseases are spreadin
Warriors are dying an the temples failing
Tlaloc, let your rain fall, an find us somewhere to begin[/font] [/font]again
Standin in the sun in the wind and rain,
Standin brave Though they are comin,
Waitin on the beaches of Veracruz though it feel the sands of time are runnin low now
Nothings ever gonna be the same, stand your ground Spanish Ships are coming,
First thing my eyes see are shrouded men,
Carrying a Cross to keep Gods Fire burnin,
I can feel the fear inside me already growing
By the winds of change an what the tide is showing,
Spanish ships coming an Cortez has landed
Eyes filled with gold and his hate is showing[/font]
Just what I see, can I believe is real an not fantasy
The slaughter of the innocence has begun,
Cortez face fills my mind an brings us all to despair
Why did the gods bring them here,
Their prophets speak of Love and salvation,
And though some at first thought them new gods landing
Coming from the sea the lies are growing
But I hear the screams an see the bodies burning,
Red rivers flow an children crying
As the new sun rises Aztec bloods still flowing
All through the night their fires keep burnin
Huitzilopochtli; Mexica is falling
War like this has never been fought here,
Cholula’s Fallen an their diseases are spreadin
Warriors are dying an the temples failing
Tlaloc, let your rain fall, an find us somewhere to begin[/font] [/font]again
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