Xibalbá, swallows souls Skulls are stacked, we all know Guide them all you blind Wayobs Light falls, but torches burn Night Claims, and shadows come Lay down you chosen one May you rest be our call And calm down its bestial howl Mysteries of dread No rest deep down the wells Those portal breathe Rids water mirrors' spells Eyes to the worlds As above so below In its depths chills are gone Dragging fears, drowning bones So this is our underworld No rest deep down those portals No rest deep down the wells