Why Do You Come Here?

Forced awake. Eyes defiant to the core. Know now my name. My nature is abstruse... Why do you come here? Solitude best suited, My call haughtily heard. You point your crooked finger, My Nature is abstruse... Why do you come here? Stubbornness only matched by your ego, Iron Clad Pestilence. You know not of the land you walk on. My Nature is abstruse... Why do you come here? Heed my call, Huitzilopochtli. Steel crashes and falls. My concerns lye with my children. I retreat into solace... My nature no longer abstruse.