Letra de Troll's Toll
Fallen all the faculties, a pile on the floor
the death of an accomplice.
The shame if he knew of the blood on his hands
hung weary and limply
like flesh on a hook
and not even a soul glances at all.
Memories of stillborn inceptions
are burning at the stake.

Dancing around
choking on the ashes
Stumbling, falling
choking down the ashes
sow in the soil.