Standing with no fear, facing the sun
The warrior from battle an emperor's son
Clenching his spear, grasping his shield
Taking his breath, waiting to kill
Guiding a legion, they march through like gods
Bringing behind them others in fear
The call of the war drum is herd from afar
They stare at the skies, ready to die
Blood from his face he offers to the gods
Followed by a prayer spoken in tongues
The legion that marches is the army of gods
They follow the war drum the call of the gods
Words that are said with by the beat of the drum
Songs that are played by the beat of the drum
Ancient war call, the call of the skies
He lifts his spear, his soul is free
Screams like a warrior with no fear
He pierces his flesh, he pleases the gods
He looks at his army and raises his shield
Onto the battle, blood must be won
Standing with no fear, facing the sun
The warrior from battle an emperor's son
Clenching his spear, grasping his shield
Taking his breath, waiting to kill
Guiding a legion, they march through like gods
Bringing behind them others in fear
The call of the war drum is herd from afar
They stare at the skies, ready to die
It is the army of Tonatiuh the sun
Splendid they march with the beat of the drum
In perfection formation they pass through intact
Waiting for signs that will lead to an attack
Ancient war call, the call of the skies
He lifts his spear, his soul is free
Screams like a warrior with no fear
Hear, feel, the call of the drum
Scream, lift, raise your heads up high
Ride, die, fight side by side
We are the blood of one