While everything is still asleep
They rise, before our god awakens
He, who sleeps and brings us dawn
Whomst fires keep us warm

In cover of mist they enter the woods
As shadows embraced by whispers of trees
They cut of their ears
Their blood feeds the soil

Mendicate order arrives to the summit, unnoticable in high grass
High above clouds they reach out their hands, blood covers the green with red
When they form the circle of light
We enter the earth

Come to us Kinich Ahau
We offer you our blood
Cut our flesh, Cut our skin
We sacrifice our prey

Come to us Kinich Ahau
We hang our bodies, stare at you
In the fire all align
With the fire bring us light

Come to us Kinich Ahau
Embrace us with your heat

Take our ears take our tongue