Tlaloc's Grace - Visions Of Atlantis

In a world where all are trembling

And a clan slowly descending…

Wandering through branches and grove

Unbearable heat we feel

For their sake we are now the trove

Never count how much they kill

It’s an honour to die this way

For Tlaloc’s mercy you will pay

Brittle branches promise hunger and pain

More immolation promises rain

If there are gods and we’re their progenies

There must be memories, memories

Tragic end of misery…

If there was rain without the tears they need

To end this slavery, slavery our fate is sealed

For the words of the oracle we’re waiting

The death of the sun we’re anticipating

For rain and crop we’re supplicating

It’s worth the children’s pain so aching

Like black birds they’re locked up in cages

Still no rain, no grace, no wages

Gods not answering any prayers

For nothing killing, so futureless

If there are gods and we’re their progenies

There must be memories, memories

Tragic end of misery…

If there was rain without the tears they need

To end this slavery, slavery…

Our fate is sealed!

More and more, tasting fear and gore

Like opened wounds so sore cutting the final core…

If gods are tenting this sanctuary

Why is there slavery, slavery a tragic end of misery

If there was rain without the blood they need

Where is this memory, memory our fate is sealed!