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