Hides under a bridge, 

Where he can t be seen.

Huddled under a bankside,

Staring into a stream.

Wanna cross this bridge,

Well better be aware. 

There is a brown hairy troll,

Gonna give you a scare. 



Yea, I'm the troll,

This is my bridge, 

Go turn around, 

Back through the ridge.

Yea, I 'm the troll, 

Don t you even dare, 

Yea, I'm the troll, 

Gonna get you there, 



Monster from beneath. 

Bastard of grief,

Such a sad sigh,

Does he wanna die?

In a mind of fear,

The troll lives in my mind.

I must forget this fear of regret. 



The Troll 

The Troll

The Troll



The Troll will charge a toll,

That is, your life,

So this is it,

You better think Twice, 

Don't cross the bridge,

Where he lives.

But, its too late 

Cause here he is,