Trollbrawl -

Deep in the night,

When the moon doth wake,

They shall emerge once more

Down from the hills,

They approach the town,

To commence their trollish brawl

Deep at night the ground will quake

None are left within their wake

The Carnage of the Damned!

Their horrid fingers

As big as Oaks,

For great fists of might

Two giant beasts,

Tower above the towns,

They both lock horns and fight

Sheep and cattle fly,

Tossed like stones across the sky

Blood is shed by all,

None can tell which one will fall

Tales of death and woe,

Flattened are the towns below

The hills from whence they came,

Have room for only one to reign

All through the night,

The chaos never ends,

Until one falls —

The Carnage of the Damned

Their hellish roars,

Are heard throughout the land,

When will it end?

The Carnage of the Damned