Under the misty mountains steep, The dwarves they dug, they dug too deep, In the pits of darkness they did find, Smoke and flame, a beast unkind.
A creature of fire it scorches the land No mere man can kill it even with sword in hand Its skin is black and molten but stronger than steel The balrog is awakened and is in for the kill
A servant of Malkor but follows no plans Brings fear to the eyes of the bravest of men spawns weapons of fire with a snap of his hands There is no escape from the balrogs plans
Back in the ancient time before men The balrogs were many in an army of death They conquered as slaves till their master's demise Retreated underground for the rest of their livesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
