» Dont feed the Trolls

In the Morning hours, in the streets of Big Bend
An old Troll Shadowknight walks
He takes up his sword and then he rides
His prey, so care-ful-ly stalks

He jumps and slices his prey without care
And you'd better stay back t'll he's through
He eats all he finds at the end of his blade
Be careful or it may be you...

Don't Feed the Trolls, you'll get yourself snagged
beat up, knocked out and stuffed in a bag..
Don't Feed the Trolls, they'll make pies out of you....
Run now, don't dauttle, they're coming for you

All around Norrath, throughout all time
Look at this race with dread
Still now you see them, lumbering monsters
Eating the flesh of their dead

Listen, my children, my warning is true
Head my words, or your bones they'll chew
Don't feed the trolls, when their through
They might, get a, taste for you..