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