When the [bad word] dies
The end draws near
And all will fall

When the [bad word] dies
The race of men
 [bad word] and gone

twisted race of ancient evil,
Wicked and depraved

race of demons
From beneath the waves
No longer lies in wait

Enslaving, Conquering, destroying,
Laying waste to the lands

Now that the book is opened
The last Nemedian’s spell is broken

The last Nemedian [bad word] s spell
That erased them from earth’s memory well
The last Nemedian [bad word] s spell
That bound them in his book of black

Our time [bad word] #33;

The race of man [bad word] and gone,
 [bad word] its course
The sun’s declining into dusk
Nocturnal chants proclaim remorse

Enslaving, Conquering, destroying,
Fury Fomoraigh

When the [bad word] dies
The end draws near
And all will fall

When the [bad word] dies
The race of men
 [bad word] and gone

Just look into my burning eyes
And see what they have seen
In the past and in the future
Behold this dark horrific dream

Now that the book is opened
The last Nemedian’s spell is broken

The last Nemedian [bad word] s spell
That bound them in his book of black

twisted race of ancient evil,
Wicked and depraved
race of demons from beneath the waves
No longer lies in wait
The myriad futures will unfold
nightmare of fomorian hordes

When the [bad word] dies
The end draws near
And all will fall

When the [bad word] dies
The race of men
 [bad word] and gone

And the [bad word] dies
The end is here
Fury Fomoraigh!