Tula

Mythological Cold Towers

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A visionary door closes at the end of my dark trip behind me I still can hear it
Atlantean warrior resounds thousand of drums, I still see the vast regions of the forgotten cult

A visionary door closes at the end of my dark trip behind me I still can hear it
Atlantean warrior resounds thousand of drums, I still see the vast regions of the offering skull

And the royalty of forest, in which Texcatlipoca lives I still see signs in the darkness of his woods
I see Quetzacoatl, the feathered serpent proud on its nocturnal flight

Arks keeping venuzian secrets and the serpents with horns twisting in the sculptured jade.

I see Quetzacoatl, the feathered serpent proud on its nocturnal flight

A visionary door closes at the end of my dark trip behind me I still can hear it
Atlantean warrior resounds thousand of drums, I still see the vast regions of the offering skull

In a endless Katum

Toltecs in Tula, hatred in Tula, warriors in Tula, will conquer in Tula

Toltec warrior will conquer a new tribe far away. The ascension of the fifth sun... through times

Itzll is born I cradle of obsidian solar fulgency bringer of the dawn.

Coat Pantli translates the powers, Tlaloc satiates hegemonic caste of Mixcoatl

In a endless Katum

Toltecs in Tula, hatred in Tula, warriors in Tula, die in Tula

With the blood offerings I recite de Popl-Vuh
A clarion in the temple, evokes Tezcatlipoca

I see the Quetzacoatl, the feathered serpent proud on its nocturnal flight.

In Mitnal Ah Apuch reigns with jaguar eyes.