Songtext zu 'The Troll Hunter' von Wrath of Ragnarok

Sneaking, Crawling
Fleeing, Escaping
Walking, Running
Towards the trees

From the window
Acacius did escape
To the ground below
And the forest beyond

As he reaches the woods
He realizes he is not alone
There is a group of trolls
Standing right before him

Withdrawing his knife
He leaps into the air
He plunges the dagger
Deep into one�s spine

Blood spurts out of the wound
And the creatures, frightened
Run off in absolute terror
Acacius follows after them

He follows them to a cave
Their hidden home, it is
And once within, the door is closed
And he simply slaughters them all

Rising anger
Burning flesh
Ripped and torn
Bleeding hearts

Severed heads
Bloody hands
Left for dead
On darkened land

The pain inside
It burns so hot
The pain inside
I want it to die

The inner turmoil of Acacius's mind
Was finally coming to a head
The damned child's deeds
Finally had caught up with him

With his wretched soul
Caught up in his own
Putrid stench of agony
Acacius was unable to function

In this world of hate
Amidst his realized dreams
Acacius's anger in the front
Tore him practically asunder

No amount of gushing blood
Nor quantity of heads
Of giant trolls on wooden pikes
Could satisfy his mind

The walls in his head
Breaking down from within
This warrior of steel
Falling apart all around

Despite the fact that the reaper
Was calling his name
It wouldn't be enough
Enough for him to die

Acacius sat in turmoil
His eyes bloodshot red
It was as though he was
Now demonically possessed

And with his temper raging
He grabbed his sword
And tore from the castle halls
Out into the forest beyond