[THE TRAVELLER:]nHarken, o'kinsmen what I have to tellnThe marsh realm is suffering from sinister spellnCome gather around the ember so brightnAnd listen to what has happened that nightnUnknown paths to areas unseennSurrounded by twilight, at heart kind of keennThrough tendrils like claws I made my waynDeities besides me tempting to straynAs I roamed through these woods of oldnI felt there was something grim to unfold...nn[TROLL CHIEFTAIN:]nForlorn mortal now listen to my vownAn oath I swear as thy oldest foenJust before the next full moon risenWe'll celebrate thy tribe's demisenFor too long we've avoided a warnBut now we'll start it with barbaric roarnFear the fall of the forthcoming nightnIts end will be thy end alike!nn[TROLL WARLORD:]nO' powerful seer grant me thy charmnThe rage of a bear that no one could harmnAncient idols awake! For I offer thee bloodnMortal lives I will take and drown them in mud!nWith the sunset at the edge of the heel-stonenLet us summon by the marshland bordernFor the war god's watching from his wood-thronenThus we will obey this final ordernn[TROLL BERSERK:]nHorror is mine... Bones I grindnThe skull of thine... They won't findnIn my lair... My hidden cavenThy despair! My home - thy grave!nnBlood gush I source - Bloodshed I forcenn[THE TRAVELLER:]nThe only reason they left me alivenIs to announce that (at last) no one will survivenBeware of the shapes that in twilight creepnGrim omens that tell us we're (already) in too deep...