Beneath the underworld of the shadows My father Sun is rising Huitzilopochtli is taking control Incarnating in motecuhzoma Beneath the dark waters of the lake Tenochtitlán was born The great foundations have quaked A blooming nation replaced by silence With my hand of anger My people inspire the airs of new aeons Gods satiated The supreme sign of evolution A bloody heritage of gods from another time The plummed serpent returned for gold When my people migrated to the south I felt the disgrace would fall upon me A sacred cycle would be forever closed False gods laden of smallpox and lies The inviolable gates of an empire Tainted by a terrifying world So all freedom was usurped I was taken prisoner in my own domain With my hand of anger I made my enemies ally with a liar God Brought by invaders How can you offer worship to a book If it's so simple to understand Tonatiuh, our Sun is giver of life Ships bringing woe War, death and plague Resist, fight, sacrifice them To die in battle is your destination Remember, sons of aztlán The Sun won't shine for you Obey my commandments Kill for me Die for me Cry for me In anguish Give me hearts until the next sunset Amongst the walls I turn my eyes for the north Amongst the walls of tenochtitlán One day they will know my glory, God of war Amongst the walls of tenochtitlán With my hand of anger Regret poisons my betrayed soul The curse has begun With blood taste in my mouth I witness the end of an era Cursed be them all And how do you kill a king without awaking the fury of the gods? Without awaking the wrath of the gods? My hand of anger was the curse that began El orgullo mexica Imperio de esplendor Se desvanece en sangre Quipopochhuiá iga christus sahua Quiyoltaliá aztlán pilohuan