Listen for a while
Dear friend of mine
I will tell you a story
Well, sort of a rhyme:
Legend speaks
Of an ancient troll
Who was not interested
in fame or gold
People say for sure
That in battles can be told
A great figure raging
At least twelve meters tall!
From his cave to the fight
the journey seems to enjoy
The bigger the armies
the more he will destroy!
Batlletroll Battletroll!
Strong as ten furious bears!
Batlletroll Battletroll!
He has a three meters long beard
Batlletroll Battletroll!
In his right hand wields a tree
Batlletroll Battletroll!
Even bravest warriors flee
No mercy for the weak
No pain from any wound
The battle is over
There is no one around
Legend speaks
Of an ancient troll
Who was not interested
in fame or gold
(He only wants to smash your head
Keep running or you’ll be dead)
Batlletroll Battletroll!
Strong as ten furious bears!
Batlletroll Battletroll!
He has a three meters long beard
Batlletroll Battletroll!
In his right hand wields a tree
Batlletroll Battletroll!
Even bravest warriors flee
Batlletroll Battletroll!
He only wants to smash your head
Batlletroll Battletroll!
Keep running or you’ll be dead