Mael Mórdha - The Doom Of The Races Of Éire lyrics

Worn am I, drained of life Though this world of plenty be more than I deserve So much blood and slaughter Still stain my hands Once crimson, now crusted A sure sign of one damned Now I know that I've been here Many times before The harbinger of doom Knocking on the door Of the Gaedhil Who constantly deny and trample on the will of the Shidhe For at Maigh Turadh, I was Balor And at Tailteann, Eibher Fionn I choked the great King Cormac with my bones which were too strong Then I was Pádraig, the bringer of the boy god I forced the will of Árd Macha on the kingdoms of the south Now the man who has brought ruin on the family of Ború In response to the gold offerings placed to endorse the same Christ's rule And condemn his family's Bean Sidhe to the rocks near Ceann Cora The doom of the races of Éire for destroying the gods of yore