Arise of ancient force riding across the times 
 From forests it spreads its wings, devouring world itself… 

 Erasing all the present times Anamorphosis into past
 From the ephemeral tunnel of yore unleashed legions
 Wooden idols now alive and reigning the convoked force
 Prosecution of the present world has now begun! 

 Wizards strike with lightings 
 Old ghosts are cleaning Earth 
 Praising wooden idols 
 Time is now to be reversed 

 Arise of ancient force riding across the times 
 From forests it spreads its wings, devouring world itself… 

 Now victory is on the edge on ancient pagan sword 
 New world will be baptized in blood and thus reborn
 Nefarious is burned away and pummeled into ground
 No modern gods or other trash is nowhere to be found

 Wizards strike with lightings 
 Old ghosts are cleaning Earth 
 Praising wooden idols 
 Time is now to be reversed 

 Riding free among the woods 
 Wind is playing with their hair
 Ancient warriors turned back time 
 Now all live in the just-born world
 New world… 
 Our world…