Cirith Ungol
The Troll
Hides under a bridge, Where he can t be seen.
Huddled under a bankside,
Staring into a stream.
Wanna cross this bridge,
Well better be aware. There is a brown hairy troll,
Gonna give you a scare. Yea, I'm the troll,
This is my bridge, Go turn around, Back through the ridge.
Yea, I 'm the troll, Don t you even dare, Yea, I'm the troll, Gonna get you there, Monster from beneath. Bastard of grief,
Such a sad sigh,
Does he wanna die?
In a mind of fear,
The troll lives in my mind.
I must forget this fear of regret. The Troll
From Letras Mania