Beyond the distance,
It's never the discovery of the land of mystery within savage.
Hide inside the New World there are rituals that sacrifice souls.
People die, hear them cry; take their hearts to the Lord.
Wail, hear them wail to the Sun of Aztec so frightened.
Inside my mind I've pray for the prey,
Poor life has been killed with no mercy.
Inside my soul I wish for the day that mankind ends the savage.
Behind the temple,
The endless scenes of tragedy and every terrifying act still go on.
Hide inside the New World there are rituals that sacrifice souls.
People die, hear them cry; take their hearts to the Lord.
Wail, hear them wail to the Sun of Aztec so frightened.
Inside my mind I've pray for the prey,
Poor life has been killed with no mercy.
Inside my soul I wish for the day that mankind ends the savage.