Ayar's Betrayal
Blinded, enraged and suffocated My days of might will end today Betrayed by the ones with whom I walked Looking for means to survive and grow Bleeding nails scrabble the stones Crying to our father The one who were lord of the heavens and storms Crack the earth open for your son Buried I lay in this mountain I feel the rage in my flesh burning The dust surrounds me while I become One with the time as it is gone... My veins were filled with hate longing for war My brothers and sisters, feared the strenght and dread the force I was the destroyer of mountains now in one I am entombed Father hear my cries, brothers hear my call You will need my arms You will regret this affront I feel the rage in my flesh burning The dust surrounds me while I become The winged spirit who rides the wind Reborn by ancient stones that lie under the sun Emerge to cross The tomb they made for me To fly, to plow the skies they have above I have become reborn to fulfill my father's goal Entombed and reborn under the sun Return to stones and to protect the fate of ours My veins were filled with hate longing for war My brothers and sisters, feared the strenght and dread the force I am the destroyer of mountains now in one I am entombed Father hear my cries, brothers hear my call
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 21, 2026
Is this the tremor of the shaking grounds? Tormented voices of our brother far abound Abandoned and bereft of the holy sunshines Stripped off the blood that gave us life Our fear was greater than the courage to convey the word And to reach lands that could grant us a new world Our own We've sacrificed our blood We've lost We have become What we aprehended the most Is this the tremor of the shaking grounds? Tormented voices of our brother far abound We must go on With bloodstained souls The golden scepter recalls This long path we must walk
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 21, 2026
Golden as strands of the sun The scepter penetrates the land Yet mournful for our acts The spill of blood and the curses Behind our back Our ancestry turn into stones From Pumaorqo we came instructed By the everlasting knowldege Creator of the world As Manco leads We have arrived Many years have passed The golden rods were thrown Alcamari wings have shown us the way here With fierceness we have fight and pluck away the hearts of those who opposed Many years have passed away Since the terrible floods We have forked the land with our feet Wiracocha's will be done and made Worship him To bore the land with ourselves Worship the sun and fulfill our need to live Foundations of our reign To reach transcendence again We have arrived.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Jul 21, 2026