| Song | The Decaying Doctrine |
| Artist | Kiuas |
| Album | The New Dark Age |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Salovaara | |
| "Blessed are those who write their own scriptures, for they shall be kings of the new world." | |
| Since the dawn of civilization | |
| The so-called men of god | |
| Have been lost in thier obscurities | |
| Their words would lead to sorrow | |
| Commanding the weak to follow | |
| A design for tyrants to control and enslave | |
| We subdue not the voice inside us | |
| We only bow down on our prey | |
| Fire rains down from the heavens | |
| Pouring down on those too weak to learn | |
| On the ruins of the dead religion | |
| Standing tall as the enslaving doctrines burn | |
| "Blindly the sheep walk to their doom, for their leader came not to bring peace, but a sword." | |
| To lead the flock astray | |
| Each cult began their game | |
| They created the face of evil and gave it a name | |
| We take their game and squeeze it | |
| Until it breaks in shards | |
| And under the remains the truth will survive | |
| We are the child who questions sincerely | |
| And in our eyes a mirror framed |
| zuo qu : Salovaara | |
| " Blessed are those who write their own scriptures, for they shall be kings of the new world." | |
| Since the dawn of civilization | |
| The socalled men of god | |
| Have been lost in thier obscurities | |
| Their words would lead to sorrow | |
| Commanding the weak to follow | |
| A design for tyrants to control and enslave | |
| We subdue not the voice inside us | |
| We only bow down on our prey | |
| Fire rains down from the heavens | |
| Pouring down on those too weak to learn | |
| On the ruins of the dead religion | |
| Standing tall as the enslaving doctrines burn | |
| " Blindly the sheep walk to their doom, for their leader came not to bring peace, but a sword." | |
| To lead the flock astray | |
| Each cult began their game | |
| They created the face of evil and gave it a name | |
| We take their game and squeeze it | |
| Until it breaks in shards | |
| And under the remains the truth will survive | |
| We are the child who questions sincerely | |
| And in our eyes a mirror framed |
| zuò qǔ : Salovaara | |
| " Blessed are those who write their own scriptures, for they shall be kings of the new world." | |
| Since the dawn of civilization | |
| The socalled men of god | |
| Have been lost in thier obscurities | |
| Their words would lead to sorrow | |
| Commanding the weak to follow | |
| A design for tyrants to control and enslave | |
| We subdue not the voice inside us | |
| We only bow down on our prey | |
| Fire rains down from the heavens | |
| Pouring down on those too weak to learn | |
| On the ruins of the dead religion | |
| Standing tall as the enslaving doctrines burn | |
| " Blindly the sheep walk to their doom, for their leader came not to bring peace, but a sword." | |
| To lead the flock astray | |
| Each cult began their game | |
| They created the face of evil and gave it a name | |
| We take their game and squeeze it | |
| Until it breaks in shards | |
| And under the remains the truth will survive | |
| We are the child who questions sincerely | |
| And in our eyes a mirror framed |