Vuch

We shall re-cultivate our vast fields

Eradicate all insolent plague

With the seeds of ethereal wisdom

Numen of pure fecundity

Itzam Na from the empyrean

Fertilize the aridity of all mudane age

And fill of brightness the landscapes of my homeland

I'll vanish in darkness the valleys of them

As the 13 gods in skies did fall below the underworlds sharp

The dzules Christian way will collapse in the hands of us

The ones with no water over the head

For the wrath of Naxit Xuchit

For the wrath of Canhel

For the wrath of the Plumed serpent

Dzules subdued I deeply inter the spines in Christ