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All other tribes dreaded
My name means 'he who shakes the earth'
Not that I'm big headed
When it comes to claiming nearby lands
I was the type to risk it
But it's how i treat dead enemies
That really took the biscuit
I drink from their skill
Do the Pachacuti!
Pull out their teeth whole
Do the Pachacuti!
Turn teeth into charms
Do the Pachacuti!
Make flutes out of their arms
Pachacuti!
Once on a hillside, my troops hid
To cause a rival strife
And when they jumped out, it looked like
The ground had come to life
I drink from their skull
Do the Pachacuti!
Pull out their teeth whole
Do the Pachacuti!
Turn teeth into charms
Do the Pachacuti
Make flutes out of their arms
Pachacuti!