The Sun touches the earth It's light is hardly shining now Everything fled from this Earth Fled from this unhallowed land
Thus speaks the prophecy: listen oh great Balor Your own blood will dethrone you You're mighty but you're not the only one Your reign turned against the sidhs
There's no light on the fields any more Clouds of Death infest the sky Every mortal life is shivering Fear possesses our souls
Ha ha ha! Poor old man! No one can defeat me, because I am the mightiest! Listen oh great Balor: your own grandson will conquer you and this will be your destiny!
…the awaited child has born He was thrown into the sea, but he has grown up under Fairies guarding wings Where he became master of all sciences He's destined to defeat the great one - eyed Who has been oppressing us so long ago
The fighting started, the last battle Between the sidhs and the children of Chaos The last war, destined to decide Who has the glory in this wonderful land
The Fomoirian King opened his eye With his withering look he helped his army Sidhs perished, humans died
But the old king could bear it no longer Having lost his eye he lost the battle So could be the fairy sidhs glorious Having got the power to reign
This was the fate, the merciless destiny The Druid's prophecy became truth!!! The Druid's prophecy finally became truth!!!