Mythological Cold Towers - Glorious Traces Of The Fall Of Tahuantinsuyu lyrics

The majestic Atuahualpa slept in this supreme kingdom Contemplating the golden light that the sun irradiated And in the empire built between the stones in this misty plateau Pachacutec rises to the meeting of the solar kingdom The incan emperor, the ancient dream in the endless nights, with the sight of shiny gates which open Before this monument vision, endless windows fly over eternal flames This walls which endless cross the immensity of the great empire, like sand Covering the green of the mountains, a black unconquerable world. Condors fly over the throne of the ancestral Inca This language points out the ornaments and the pyramids built in Moche Effigy in the nocturne cults Hills and valleys guard the sleep of the south emperor The receiver of the great treasure of the lost kingdom of the Chimor... Hills and valleys guard the sleep of the south emperor The receiver of the great treasure of the lost kingdom of the Chimor... An instant in the world of the forgotten eras The great warrior runs among the debris of the ruins... In hours it'll be turned to dust, fiery landscapes never to be seen again After the fall of the emperor of the south And the splendid city of monolith towers Unusual opulence, secular niches, the kingdom of the thin bloody atmosphere The black sun hides towards the zenith, through the golden camera I see... The fall black winds...bringing the prophesized ones Cataclysm and beings wearing Tumi Are seen walking on the hills The fields lightened by the primordial stars are being used... And the plains don't keep the millenary silence My funeral ritual envelops this vision And I seek the art to reveal it to the sons of this race I see shadows of the past in these sacred lands In this misty valleys, the sons of the sun used to fight The echo sounds in the mountains of the Andes The hiss breaks the sacred silence I see shadows of the past in these sacred lands And the trumpets in the face of the sun reveal the catastrophe Eras disappear like hieroglyphs.... Symbols destroyed by time Invading the city of god The voice of Manko Capac sounds and his vociferations bring the fast winds which claim revenge! The voice reappeared in the great kingdom, the pyramid of Kalasaysaya shook Then came the prophesized apocalypse and the king empire of the sun Went to the fortifications of the mountains of the moon And the trumpets in the face of the sun reveal the catastrophe Eras disappear like hieroglyphs.... Symbols destroyed by time And the voice reappeared The flutes became mute forever The knowledge illuminated the reminiscing Inca Rivers of blood, scary awakening invade the ruins