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