Wounded I rested, bloodied deep in my eternal sleep
Unconscious, defeated, restless, I could not speak
Suddenly I heard the words, breathe, and live my son
Wipe the blood of your hands, your task is not done
New rites shall replace the old, a prophecy once foretold
Gather men, priest, and kings
Servants, Servants of the serpentine
The time is here, a new age nears
Up in the heavens where the gods roam and rule
Quetzalcoatl changed the way we pay our sacred dues
Some are angered, this is the life we lead to choose
These beliefs are the new practice we will now use
Sacrifice beast, the life we plant and breed
The blood and flesh of men I do not need
Honor my words and there will be no more deceit
On the altars our forefathers we shall meet
The crowd raged on, angry, screamed like men do in the battle ground
Serving the ancestral pact, a ritual bonded in fire and blood
Lost, confused, distraught the eyes of warriors still proud
Looking at me with hate, rage, cursing me out loud
I searched within my mind, I'm questioning this plan
I stand above head up high I'm the servant
Serpent, Serpentine son
Furious and distraught they yelled Tezcatlipoca will have your heart and head
I serve the serpent god whose chosen me until the day I rest my death
Ce Acatl I have chosen you, death will be your tribute your sacrifice
If they oppose, show no remorse, take this city, take them into a fire
Into a fire!
The eyes of warriors still proud
Looking at me with rage, hate, cursing me out loud
I searched within my mind, I'm questioning this plan
I stand in front, head up high I'm the servant
Serpent, Serpentine son
Venom through my veins
I am the serpent, my eyes inflamed
A servant, I am the serpentine son
Servants, Servants of the serpentine