Troll Song
Gsus Asus2 / Em Dsus2 / Gsus Asus2 / Em GD
I’ve heard it said, “don’t feed those fascist trolls”
And yes I’m offended, my kin have their roles
We spread wild heather and break up the roads
Vouchsafe the ledgers and bargains of old

I may be as ugly as wind ravaged stone
Picking my teeth with moldering bones
Alone with the steely song of the sea
But at least I know - I’m not a fucking Nazi

It’s been long generations since I moved from this spot
But I’ll ride to war in my old iron pot
Those jackbooted fools do nothing but steal
I’m come to remind them some stories are real

A prefab barn in the middle of nowhere
Packed with bad ink and grease matted hair
With a casual belch I blew wide the door 
My arms like sledgehammers I ran up the score

Their Thane he was covered in runes of bright ice
I guess he thought they must have looked nice
But when I spoke the words they answered my call
Though his mouth gaped wide he made no sound at all

Uptown there’s a man so full of himself
He styled his gang the sons of the wolf
But me? I was old when Fenris was young
I broke their sharp teeth and tore out their tongues

B7 Em / G D / Am Em / E GD
Outside on the asphalt I chiseled the sign
That none may lay claim to what’s rightfully mine
The runes are not whiteness, they never have been
They belong to the earth, the wild heartbeat within

Now this old troll goes back to our place
To frighten off sailors and stare into space
With all that is green, or blood-red and real
Walk humbly, let wonder be all that you feel
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