Battle Hymn of Peru

from JakLocke.com (no album) (August 2018) (2:14)

All hail to Wiracocha, provider of the great white sea
All hail to Wiracocha, bringing calm to you and me
Kelt Cartier in his leather cap looking like a piece of World War I crap
Lord Aguirre in a metal space ship, Dona Angelina--

Wait, wait, Dona Angelina? She was barely part of any of it!
"Seriously? Just sing the song!"

All hail to Wiracocha, in his bowl you put your offering
All hail to Wiracocha, his song will leave us smiling
Eldorado wears a golden mask, changes ships and never once asks
Atahualpa plunges to his doom, Dona Angelina--

What, again? she didn't do anything!!!
"Look, forget it, all right? I swear, man!"
Dona Angelina...

All hail to Wiracocha, creator of the relaxed sigh (ahhh)
All hail to Wiracocha, I'll praise that Wiracocha til I die
Prayer scrolls are a pain in the ass to turn, Atahualpa continues to burn
On the train they have to shoot planes down--

If it's about Dona Angelina...
"Well we'll never know now will we, asshole?"
Ooops...
"Anyway..."

All hail to Wiracocha, reliever of the present stress
All hail to Wiracocha, the meditation is the best