"Goblins Are Better Than Trolls" lyrics

"Goblins Are Better Than Trolls"

Crawl back to your bridges, run away screaming
Goblins are coming, they're better than you
Smarter and faster, bow to your masters
The goblins are winners, the trolls aren't true

Goblins are better than trolls!
(Yeah, they're better than trolls...)
Goblins will rip out your soul!
(Yeah, they'll rip out your soul...)
Goblins are better than trolls!
(Yeah, they're better than trolls...)
Goblins impale you with poles!
(Yeah, they'll stap you with poles!)

Goblins really hate trolls!
(Yeah, they fucking hate trolls!)
Goblins will cook you whole!
(They'll bake you into a roll!)
Goblins really hate trolls!
(And they also hate gnolls!)
Goblins come out of a hole!
(And they sear you with coal!)

They'll tear out your spleen and eat it raw
Carve out your heart with filthy claws
Scoop our your brains with wooden spoons
Blast your slimy carcass to the moon!

Arcturus time!

The trolls run through the forests of doom
Goblins are coming for blood and skin and balls!


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