Anamorphosis Into The Ancient Aeons

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…