The Doom Of The Races Of Éire - original
The Doom Of The Races Of É ire original Lyrics

Song	The Doom Of The Races Of Éire - original
Artist	Mael Mórdha
Album	Manannán
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	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

	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 Pa draig, the bringer of the boy god
	I forced the will of Á rd Macha on the kingdoms of the south
	Now the man who has brought ruin on the family of Boru
	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 É ire for destroying the gods of yore

	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 Pá draig, the bringer of the boy god
	I forced the will of Á rd 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 É ire for destroying the gods of yore

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