| The battle against man
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| Ravaged until the cockroach
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| The sun is shining, now everything is quiet
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| The blood flows down the mountain
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| Those who were the most fearless
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| Will now be raised to eternal life
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| Those who were the most furious
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| Should not be on drive
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| There is an afterlife
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| For those who are worthy
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| Where the mead horns are never empty
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| For those who are brave
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| There we celebrate every night
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| The table is full of drinks and carpet
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| Under the eyes of ancient Trollgud
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| We who have the icy Trollblood
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| Now we sing our drink chorus
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| To the power that never dies
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| From halls of Rivfader
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| Skulls sound that everyone hears
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| There we celebrate every night
|
| The table is full of drinks and carpet
|
| Under the eyes of ancient Trollgud
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| We who have the icy Trollblood
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| The fight against Man
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| Raged until sunrise
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| The sun brightens, everything is quiet
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| The blood is seeping down the mountainside
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| Those who were the most fearsome
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| Will now be taken to eternal life
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| Those who were the most furious
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| Will no longer be without a home
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| There is an afterlife
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| For those who are worthy
|
| Where the mead horns are never empty
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| For those who are brave
|
| There we celebrate every night
|
| The tables buckling from drink and food
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| Under watchful eye of ancient Troll god
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| We, who have the ice cold troll blood
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| Now we sing our drinking song
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| To the power that never dies
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| From the halls of Rivfader
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| Echoes the sound that everyone hears
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| There we celebrate every night
|
| The tables buckling from drink and food
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| Under watchful eye of ancient Troll god
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| We, who have the ice cold troll blood |