Pillage The Village

Laughing and crying, smiling and screaming
Frolicking through the forest
Club in one hand woman in other
There's no need for hunger
I've already feast

A terrible deed that has been done
The village champion, his men, were on hunt
Bodies and hovels burnt to the ground
Cursed by the dead, vengeance burns in his eyes
To see his true love is his intent
On horse back they ride in distress

Weapons are drawn victory seems imminent
Lady fair forced head first into the ground
Their hearts sank at the horrific sight witnessed
With club in hand the ogre rushes the party
Spilling blood, maiming, decapitating
One by one our heroes fall to the ground
Relentless is the beast in its brutal onslaught