Hymn of Mixcoatl: I come forth from Chicomoztoc, only to you, my friends, to you, honored ones...In the ball ground I sang well and strong, like to the quetzal bird; I answered back to the god.
When the old gods had to sacrifice themselves in the darkness of Teotihuacan, when they had to shed their own blood in order to get the fifth sun moving, in the same way it is necessary for the Mexica to keep "sun" Tonatiuh moving by a repetitive and ceas
