Fire And Ash

In the springtime when the ice melts

Look at the houses oh so calm

A fair village lies beyond the hills

Where the sun's about to rise

Villagers happy faced nobody cries

Except when the trolls come everyone

Dies

We put on our warpaint and sharpen our spears

Prepairing to ride and to spread fear

On the horizon we begin our march

Down through the forest and through the marsh

Farmers in the fields

Flee in fright

The vilage now lies in our sights

They close up the town and put up barracades

But wooden sticks wont stand in our way

The gates get rammed

And the splinters fly high

Flaming arrows blot out the sky

Roofs set ablaze and the women try and run

The bloody massacre has only begun

We unleash the horde upon the crowd

The howls of the elderly fill the air

Local church gets burnt to the ground

The children cry (as we eat them)

We've now taken half of the city

The vilage up yonder no longer looks pretty

Bones of the innocent stacked in a pile

The leftover children cooked over fires

Swinging our hammers smashing their skulls

Eating their horses out of their stalls

They try to run but we know they can't hide

Singing our trollsong as we ride

Now we are in the town tearing up the street

Hooves of our warpigs crush all that is weak

Fire and ash pollute the air

Blood stains the ground but we dont care

The houses still burning, the childen make haste

Running over the bridge to avoid thier fate

But from under the planks we appear and pound

Crushing their bodies into the ground

As we leave their villages with our slaves and gold

A glorious tale now to be told

Of the trolls from north and merciless raids

When you hear their battle cries be afraid

Swinging our hammers smashing their skulls

Eating their horses out of their stalls

They try to run but they know they can't hide

Singing our trollsong as we ride