Of Ancient Wounds - Kiuas

Once long ago

Guiding them across the open steppe

On their land the sun god rose and set

They ran and rode like the wind

Their hearts and future open wide

As free children of the earth and sky

Brothers rise and greet the pagan sun

So long forgotten in the darkness

Now, praise the resurrected gods

Awakened from their age of silence

Then the enemy arrived

Bringing death and plague in their stride

The shadow of the cross spread far and wide

Now the destruction complete

Reign of old cultures obsolete

Waiting for centuries to be reborn

Just like the children of the plains

So long ago, so far away

Our forefathers shared the same forgotten pain

But now the silence will end

As the pagan sun rises again

Our ancient wounds opened again

Crying to the winds for revenge

A 1000 lakes

A 1000 tears

Unspoken for a 1000 years

Our scars have been buried deep inside

Anger took so long to ignite

And wash away the North Star’s pain

As the pagan sun rises again