Darkness brought a melody Drawn in by the ecstasy Forging through a winter snow To the Maglestone I go Vesper hour is at hand Riding horseback ‘cross the land Frosty wind creeps in my skin Crawling with adrenaline Golden pillars now in sight Looming in the dead of night Holding up the Maglestone When suddenly I'm not alone Hordes of drinking, dancing trolls Fill the dark with festive souls Caught up in the revelry As it takes a hold of me Troll! Whack! Troll! Whack! TROLLWHACK! One approaches leisurely Bearing items cautiously Drinking horn a silver hue Filled with a fermented brew And an ivory pipe to sing Unaware what it would bring Leaning in so I can hear She rasps a warning in my ear Choosing not to pay her mind Leaving my old life behind I drain the horn of offering Drinking to the Mountain King Piping like a savage beast To forever join their feast Without ever looking back Eternal dance of the Trollwhack Troll! Whack! Troll! Whack! TROLLWHACK!