As lightning I am pulled from
A numbness from calmed sleep
Awoken to my throat
Binded by old vine
The sky is in rising
To shine over my last night
I follow these weary
Nine shadows of cold life
They pull our backs out
They pull out my eyes
They pull open my jaw
They cut out my tongue
Death must be upon us
Like thick coats of turqoise
Running down our flesh
Upon great heights of stone
Trials must rise up
Fought deep and within us
All men fall to mortal
In the games of the Gods
Open up thine hands
Pull out my heart
Reach in thine hands
Pull out my heart
The eye of Kinich Ahua hides beneath the moon
Come, enter through the stars
Witness secrets hidden behind
Fall unto the sun