Troll gegen Mann - TrollfesT

Vikingene maser, wo kommt kapteinen Fra?

Eit troll mit große Wunsch de faen nicht kann forda

Hatet går o bølger, und vollen sitter løst,

meire sopp no menn, berserk gegen fremmede møs

På das perfekt mjød, kapteinen leder jakt ann

alle trollen können ofres, die auge ist für Auges Wahnsinn,

troll gegen mann

Blodet bruser

Troll gegen mann, kräftig i Komma gros und stramm

Troll gegen mann, vikingene trinken heller mjød enn vann

Fråden stehen strip und tørsten wird zu schwer.

Medfødt urtøst

lever, mye vil ha mer.

Blodøks gegen trollet never, stahl mot den beinhrde knoklete hud

Felles hat blir opplyst.

Gamle minner kommer fram.

Beiden teer gern de usle kristne

Mann und troll sind trinken, und praten vilt und høyt,

Sie skryter av gamle drepte kristne, beiden ljuger drøt !

Der vikingmann er sagt, Etter ein kleine stund

Dykk skal lære kemmeligheita, vi skal gi dykk gull i munn !

Mann und troll sind trinken, und praten vilt und høyt,

Sie skryter av gamle drepte kristne, beiden ljunger drøt !

(Felles hat blir opplyst. Beiden teer gern de usle kristne)

Das erste håndtrykk zwischen troll und mann

Sverd med øks, und tann med ann.

Kaos ist sich gut fornøyd, endelig skal skaten delast !

No können Gram und Fenris bleiben bestefreunden.

Keine leben sind verlasst!

Guten tim kann kommen von Kassen mit idioti

Kaptein Kaos is leading the trolls in a hunt across time for the perfect, sad,

and the vikings would be the ones ti talk to about that!

Once he meets them,

however, the vikings freak out and try to kill these unfamiliar monsters that

have some for their precious drink!

A massive fight breaks out and it seems

things are going to get real nasty when they all if a sudden bond over a shared

hatred for the Christians.

The men share the mead recipe and they all sit down

to exchange stories and bring about the good old days, when Christians roamed

free and were easy prey.

The Vikings mass, where does Captain Fra come from?

A troll with great desire the faen can not forda

Hatred goes o waves, und vollen sits loose,

more mushrooms no men, berserk against foreign mice

On das perfect mead, the captain leads the hunt ann

all trolls can offer that which is eye to eye madness,

troll against man

The blood is rushing

Troll against man, powerful in Comma gros and tight

Troll against man, the Vikings drink mead rather than water

Foams stand strip and thirst becomes too heavy.

Congenital herbal tea

live, much want more.

Blood ax against trollet never, steel against the bone-hard bony skin

Common hatred is enlightened.

Old memories emerge.

Both tend to like the ugly Christians

Man and troll are drinking, and talking wildly and loudly,

Sie boasts of old killed Christians, both lying drøt!

Der vikingmann er sagt, Etter ein kleine stund

Dives will teach the comedy, we will give dives gold in the mouth!

Man and troll are drinking, and talking wildly and loudly,

Sie boasts of old killed Christians, both heather roared!

(Common hatred is enlightened. Both tease like the wretched Christians)

The first handshake between troll and man

Sword with ax, und tooth with ann.

Chaos is well satisfied, finally the skate will be loaded!

Now Gram and Fenris can remain best friends.

No lives are left!

Good tim can come from boxes with idiocy

Kaptein Kaos is leading the trolls in a hunt across time for the perfect, sad,

and the vikings would be the ones ti talk to about that!

Once he meets them,

however, the vikings freak out and try to kill these unfamiliar monsters that

have some for their precious drink!

A massive fight breaks out and it seems

things are going to get real nasty when they all if a sudden bond over a shared

hatred for the Christians.

The men share the mead recipe and they all sit down

to exchange stories and bring about the good old days, when Christians roamed

free and were easy prey.