Yaoyotl by Xiuhtecuhtli
My way is full of visions
Master of the future winds
The sky is your banner
I continue to our meeting�
I see my hands and they�re those of the canine one
And between the winds I can listen everything
With the long of my fangs, I am a pulled wolf
My claws cross the skies
Towards him north east , and towards you.
Shakes the sky with your gallop
His doors will fall down with my voice
I direct my legion to yours
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