Darkness reigned over water and land Tezcatlipoca waved his mirrored hand
Four faces had he not two, one for each direction they grew
One creator, another of life, agriculture yet one more of war and strife
A seed planted Xilonen maiden of corn did grow, golden hair tassels of snow
Tlaloc came in rain, piercing cloud\'s bellies, quenching corn\'s thirsty pain
Xipe Toteuc with obsidian blade, severed her head, the sacrifice made
Peeling corn\'s husk foot to chin, lord over all, now dressed in her golden skin
Bleeding corn to thresh, a sacrament ground by teeth is her flesh
Naked cob, now her bones discarded, with Mictlantecutli to the underworld departed
Out of that darkness again she will raise when Tlalocayotl, the east wind, cries