Balor

Near the shores of Toraigh,

Beneath the pounding waves

In shadowed depths

And dark embrace

In the dark abyss

Beyond the waves,

Balor of the strong blows

Lies in wait

From shadowed depths

Beyond the sea

Ablaze his eye

He will arise

Towers of glass,

Like icy blades

Rise up to the skies

When he's awake

Forgotten gods return to roam,

Standing stones begin to shriek,

When hope becomes despair,

In a world full of hate and greed

Balor waits no more,

Dark eyes lit with exultation,

A third eye opening,

Hurling bolts of lightning

Flesh and bone turn to ashes,

Sacrificial fires burn again

A thousand men slain, blood-red waves

Pounding upon the shores

As time is senseless,

As night is endless,

Reality is darkness,

Existence is emptiness

In shadowed depths

Of the black abyss

Born from dark mists

And raging storms

Forgotten gods return to roam,

Standing stones begin to shriek,

When hope becomes despair,

In a world full of hate and greed

The triumph of evil,

When good men stay silent,

Then Balor of the Evil Eye,

Has arisen from death

Black cloaked Balor, arisen from death

Black cloaked Balor, will rule again