| Song | Reformation (Wrath Of The Old Gods) |
| Artist | Kiuas |
| Album | Reformation |
| 作曲 : Salovaara | |
| From within the midst of the woods | |
| Sings a pipe with a mystic tune | |
| Whispering like an echo from beyond the ages | |
| Softly whistle the pipes of pan, | |
| From the golden age before man | |
| When wine and song flowed through the forest | |
| From a void beyond the stars, | |
| Through gateways left unguarded | |
| Now somewhat strange folk arriveth | |
| And of the prophecies once been told, | |
| The greatest one unfolds, | |
| As the gods of the ancient world | |
| Unite to reclaim their thrones! | |
| (Chorus:) | |
| As is told in a book of mine | |
| Constellations shift in the sky, | |
| A portal shall open in the heavens | |
| All lords of heathen might | |
| Will arrive side by side | |
| From Ukko to Chernobog and Ra, | |
| Marching through the stars they return to conquer | |
| "And from the depths of the abyss, | |
| An order will rise to be carried out by the heathen congregation." | |
| "Soon your powerless gods will be cast aside | |
| As the war drums pound under a red sky | |
| An ancient chill whispers the coming of a new way | |
| Dark shadows crawl to silence the cries of our easy prey" | |
| (Chorus:) | |
| With the keys to all ancient lore, | |
| Riding in on a 1000 storms, | |
| With the wrath they raise the fiercest of armies: | |
| Creatures of a sick diabolical breed | |
| The very spawn of demon's seed | |
| Clad in iron and shimmering steel, | |
| Bearing standards of fire, | |
| Dressed for war |
| zuò qǔ : Salovaara | |
| From within the midst of the woods | |
| Sings a pipe with a mystic tune | |
| Whispering like an echo from beyond the ages | |
| Softly whistle the pipes of pan, | |
| From the golden age before man | |
| When wine and song flowed through the forest | |
| From a void beyond the stars, | |
| Through gateways left unguarded | |
| Now somewhat strange folk arriveth | |
| And of the prophecies once been told, | |
| The greatest one unfolds, | |
| As the gods of the ancient world | |
| Unite to reclaim their thrones! | |
| Chorus: | |
| As is told in a book of mine | |
| Constellations shift in the sky, | |
| A portal shall open in the heavens | |
| All lords of heathen might | |
| Will arrive side by side | |
| From Ukko to Chernobog and Ra, | |
| Marching through the stars they return to conquer | |
| " And from the depths of the abyss, | |
| An order will rise to be carried out by the heathen congregation." | |
| " Soon your powerless gods will be cast aside | |
| As the war drums pound under a red sky | |
| An ancient chill whispers the coming of a new way | |
| Dark shadows crawl to silence the cries of our easy prey" | |
| Chorus: | |
| With the keys to all ancient lore, | |
| Riding in on a 1000 storms, | |
| With the wrath they raise the fiercest of armies: | |
| Creatures of a sick diabolical breed | |
| The very spawn of demon' s seed | |
| Clad in iron and shimmering steel, | |
| Bearing standards of fire, | |
| Dressed for war |