20 Years in the Wrong Lane
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Der Uhr schlegt zwölf am mitten nacht langt in der Skog. Zwansiche Troll sitzen rundt einem Bäl undt skält mit Drekkahorn. In die Nachtes time, höres Kirche Sang Alles sich aufreisen, undt setzen kursen fram Marsj, Marsj, Marsj, Marsj Troll skremmen Kirche Mann... TROLLFEST KOMMT!!!!! Kirche Mann ist jaga vekk, nu kan der Fest gjennuptas. Mjöd undt öL flyten rundt, wir hat Alter-Vin av den gamle sort! Skogsfesten ist godt i gang inn eines Baum Trinken nacht ist der SKOGSFEST für ALLES MANN!!!!!
Submitted by Lake of Tears — Nov 10, 2025
Bob Venke was fighting two opponents Two Armies keen to take him out Even though he had his own army He decided to shave off that expense Seeking out the difference between them He then played a beaten overlord Then he made them bicker bitch and argue And so he sat down and watched them go to war Flying high above they wait for war to kill and exterminate Filtering through spoils of war they bite and steal and take it all Letting those two fight amongst each other Depleted them of most of their resources Soon their forces dwindled into small groups Of weakened hungry wounded wailing woes That is when Bob Venke started rising Sending out his army to eradicate them both None of them had any strength left in them While Bob's army was hungry for a fight Flying in from high above they start the fight to end it all Filtering through spoils of war they hack and bite and kill them all Flying in from high above they start the fight to end it all Filtering through spoils of war they hack and bite and kill them all March across their faces Leave an imprint of your boot Let them smell the soot March across their faces Leave an imprint of your boot Let them smell the soot from smoldering failure I said, smoldering failure War has many faces War has many truths War is just one more thing an overlord will use War can be solutions War can be the cause War is what Bob will use to get him his crown War is only shitty for the people in a trench War is just a way for Bob to subjugate the whole damn world
Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025
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He sees himself as the saviour of the world his will is strong and he's felling good. I've known him since the first taste of beer I will meet him many times in a year. Happy little, happy little, happy little boozer... He thinks he is the most famous guy he smiles and laughs and he has a loud voice. He can be very nice he can be full of anger he'll behave very well, right after misbehaving.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Nov 10, 2025
[Chorus] Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like a pink flamingo Like a pink flamingo (Woah-oh-oh) Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like there's no tomorrow Like there's no tomorrow [Verse 1] This world's a ripe disgrace with all the selfish whim Like parasites we infest, bleed all resources dry No hope, no change will come, power sits in comfort We won't do anything, so why don't we all Dance the fertility dance Let them biological chemicals run through your dance Jump, take the bravery jump Feel your worries float away as you step out [Pre-Chorus] And take a walk on the wildlife side Take a walk on the wildlife side [Chorus] Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like a pink flamingo Like a pink flamingo (Woah-oh-oh) Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like there's no tomorrow Like there's no tomorrow [Verse 2] Chance, take a little chance Someone else will fill the need And everything will probably turn out great Everything is so great It's finally time for you to shine if you go out your door And really [Pre-Chorus] Take a walk on the wildlife side Take a walk on the wildlife side [Chorus] Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like a pink flamingo Like a pink flamingo (Woah-oh-oh) Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like there's no tomorrow Like there's no tomorrow [Bridge] You put your head up and make a stroll around You put your head down and take a stroll around You take a look left and then you stroll around You take a look right and then you stroll around You put your head up and make a stroll around You put your head down and take a stroll around You take a look left and then you stroll around You take a look right and then you stroll around [Chorus] Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like a pink flamingo Like a pink flamingo (Woah-oh-oh) Everybody hit the dancing floor Get your freak on and dance like there's no tomorrow Like there's no tomorrow [Outro] We all tell selfish lies to keep on dancing That leaves a ripened world for overlord taking While we all rave about our own mirror reflection One overlord will seize and take what's for the taking
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Nov 10, 2025
After the feast the trolls venture deeper and deeper through all sorts of tunnels, caves and cracks until all of a sudden they find themselves standing in a giant cave. The cave is so big it has a massive fungi jungle with strange lifeforms. The trolls wander about exploring the splendor. Dagen nach hinter the timberman comes å banke hardt on skolten to samtlige troll in the cave expedition. Despite seine feine hangover trollene keep on descending dypere og deepere und kommen plutselig inn i eine fantastisch massive hule. Gigantic cave, gigantic cave, es ist eine jungel in the cave. Some creepy looking bugs, some creep looking species here. Trollene wander und wonder seg mens de spankuler omkring and explore the seemingly endeløse vastness of the cave. Den hule ist so big it has a fullstendische økosystem filled mit everything von die kleineste small creature to superlarge grosse titans. Gigantic cave, gigantic cave, es ist eine jungel in the cave. Some creepy looking bugs, some creep looking species here. Over alt man ser it's a fungi jungle. The light comes from red lava and luminescent worms.
Submitted by The Void — Nov 10, 2025
Out on the barren alkaline shores A very Flamongous flamingo is born Into a stringent violent hierarchy He grew up fleeing, but he turned to face the fight Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay He needed a leg substitute with a twist He made it a bad ass gun with a fist His walk turned out quite limpy you might say But don't let him hear you or you will surely pay Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay Slowly he took over all the barren shorelines But was not content to merely rule his kind Making peaceful claims he built a secret army He would have us all be servants, slaves or dead Kill, destroy, annihilate All who will oppose his fate Kill, destroy, annihilate All who will oppose his fate Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay Now he flees no more He'll rather come a'knocking on your door He lost a leg that day So he swore a damn oath to make everyone pay
Submitted by Finntroll — Nov 10, 2025
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