Conquest Of The Rotesque



Land of Eire-Age of unrule

The waves break-Horrors emerge

Children of the kingdom of Bile

No armies shall reach these shores!



Malformed clan of monsters and atrocities

Crush their fucking warships and slaughter invading kings

The lethal gaze of Balor, Ye of the baleful eye

Lead our wretched legions, for victory is nigh!



Rising! Up from the sea-conquer the free-usurp the throne FOMORII

Dwell! Below the lakes-the isle to take-under his eye

FOMORII



The Firbolg advance-battle horns sound

Humans shall perish-bones washed aground

Conquery and bloodshed-victorious horde

None shall kneel to Morrigan's sword!



Demonic kingdom ruled by the evil giant

Maniacal tyrant that feasts upon fright

The lethal gaze of Balor, Ye of the baleful eye

Lead our wretched legions, for victory is nigh!



Rising! Up from the sea-conquer the free-usurp the throne FOMORII

Dwell! Below the lakes-the isle to take-under his eye

FOMORII



Kneel! Pray for your lives-all man shall die-sent to your graves FOMORII

Death! The only escape-from the horrid shapes-crown of the gods FOMORII



Conquest of the grotesque

Conquest of the grotesque



[Narrative:]

We are Fomorii

In the name of Balor, we rise from the sea

Tyrannical forces enslave

With crushing tributes and cruelty



Blood! Staining the sand-defend the land-destroy them all FOMORII

Reign! Eternally rule-the kingship of cruel-Balor my god! FOMORII



Conquest of the grotesque

Conquest of the grotesque