[bad word] to my dark kingdom
Behind the sun

To breathe to win your freedom
You are being trialed hard

The flames the blazes the fire the dazzling blasts
The freaks the bats the razors, thirsty for your blood
The wolves the hungry jaguars the evil laugh
They only want to kill you they want your life

How deep you hide your fear how aweless you are
Do you baptize your spear in torrid blood
Can you detain your tear, the pulse of heart [bad word] to my dark kingdom behind the sun

In yumen xibalba

Yetel Noh Yum-E'hoch'e'en
Xibalba

Ola Noh Yuum- Keban
Xibalba