Mich: Walking in this tundra snow is falling, sight itʼs failing blizzard coming, days are passing men are fleeing, to the villages we are preceding Magnus: Now we are climbing the last mountain, in the distance thereʼs a port, sun is setting go no further, night is dangerous to walk through the snow Mich & Sigurd: Camp in the hill side, boxed between rocks Mich & Magnus: Stars begin flashing a sign from the gods, tremors around us of snow and of rock Sigurd & Magnus: Pulling our swords out our breathing did stop Mich: A shade does appear, es ist ein großes tier Mich: Troll appears out from the rocks, awoken in slumber this is our luck, it would appear more shades coming forth, a cadre of trolls with battle clubs, twenty feet high canʼt understand, Odin protect us to fulfill our quest, the strength of these beasts will kill us all, brothers stand by to answer in brawl Sigurd: Archers Mich: Stand back, put bolts in these beasts Sigurd: Warriors
Magnus: Arise and go for the knees Mich: Brother Magnus: Itʼs fine head towards the flank Mich: Sigurd Sigurd: And I will seal their fate Mich: Climbing up stone archers fall back, trolls overrun conquering our pack, arrows no help pull out your swords, many men fall from the skirmish of war Magnus: Blood drips from the sword of Sigurd, tendons collapse to the Earth Mich: Now Magnus: One has fallen Sigurd: Then beheaded Mich: Rise up to glory Magnus: Brother Sigurd: A huge boulder Mich: On the cliff side Sigurd: Aim it wisely Magnus: Sigurd Sigurd: Go and help him Mich: Push lose quarry Magnus: Enact the defeat Mich: Snow Sigurd: Plunging towards us Magnus: Sigurd is slipping
Sigurd: Climbing, failing Mich: Grab his hand Magnus: Pull him up now Mich: Eins zwei drei jetzt stoß Mich: It rolls down to meet Magnus: With the trolls Mich: Rock crushing skulls Mich & Sigurd: Collapse Mich: More trolls succumb to the steel and stone Mich & Sigurd: Losing souls Mich: Now with them dead skin them for food, half of you rest calming your mood, we shall relieve you in the moonlight, provisions we have but tomorrow pack light. Magnus: We can... Sigurd: Whatʼs this... Magnus: ... now rest. Sigurd: ... I hear? Magnus: Plan for... Sigurd: Footsteps? Magnus: ... taking of the ship. Sigurd: What is this quake? Magnus: It sounds familiar Mich: Itʼs coming closer Magnus: Itʼs growing louder
Sigurd: Sounds like the trolls Magnus: But they were all slaughtered Sigurd: And the sounds that they made Mich: They were much smaller All: Sounds from his throat awakened men Sigurd & Magnus: Fearing death some had fled Mich: Brave men stayed to make a plan to kill this beast and hang his head, flank this king he may be large but with an axe a spruce will always fall hard Magnus: Swinging with his arms heʼs flinging men afar Mich: A pattern I see hand me a bow, closer he does come towards me I breathe, knocking my arrow I release. Sigurd: Flying through the air into his eye Mich: Check the caves now with your torches Magnus: Must be certain theyʼre all dead Sigurd: Caves are clear time for resting All: Must be careful when we steal the shipTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
