In 1560 the incans defeated by spain
Lost all hope for living, their culture brought to shame
They created a legend a city of gold
A land of untold riches that made their children bold
Gonzalo pizzaro was not pleased by this
His people, they wanted more, they believed in it
He assembled an army, spaniards great and strong
Greed was their weakness, arrogance their fall
I am the wrath of god!
The earth I walk upon sees me and quakes
I am the wrath of god!
I’m gonna live through this, I know what it takes!
The raft was torn to pieces, fever took hold the slaves
Don pedro de ursua took a party to save
Don lupe de aguirre, the second in command
Lustful eyes for power, lustful eyes gone mad.
He wanted to rule a kingdom, a city of gold
Delusions, fevered monkeys and death for them all!
Atop of his raft he felt power and resolve
Corpses around him, he believes them all
Visions of el dorado, a cancer in his brain
The burden of dreams, the dangers in vain.
I am the wrath of god!
The earth I walk upon sees me and quakes
I am the wrath of god!
I’m gonna live through this, I know what it takes!
