And as the acrid Balrog corpse smolders just like it began

Its crimson-orange light melts into the setting sun

And leaving us not without a final clap of light

The Lightning Lord escapes

As day fades into moonless night

And as the acrid Balrog corpse smolders just like it began

Its crimson-orange light melts into the setting sun

And leaving us not without a final clap of light

The Lightning Lord escapes

As day fades into moonless night