[Intro] Yeah… Midgard… Let the fucking troll through. GRRRAH! [Hook] DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Odin said, “Eat!” SO I FEAST ON MY ENEMIES! DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Two axes out! AIN’T A MOTHERFUCKER LEAVING! [Verse 1] Tankard down, now I’m hunting for a skull, Troll out of Midgard, seven feet of “fuck you.” Frost on my shoulders, blood stuck in my beard, You came looking brave, now you’re choking on fear. Charge through the line, knock the caster off rhythm, Your healer starts running, but I’m already with him. Determination, your control ain’t worth shit, Root me for a second, then I’m back in the mix. No shield on my arm, I don’t plan to defend, I got steel in both hands and a realm full of friends. You brought eight to the frontier thinking numbers meant power, I turned your little victory lap into butcher’s hour. [Pre-Hook] Who the fuck sent you? Who said you were ready? Your knees start shaking when the footsteps get heavy. You hear that growling? That ain’t thunder coming. That’s a drunk fucking troll and both axes are humming. [Hook] DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Odin said, “Eat!” SO I FEAST ON MY ENEMIES! DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Two axes out! AIN’T A MOTHERFUCKER LEAVING! [Verse 2] Left axe biting, right axe splitting, Every time you dodge, the next swing’s waiting. You dance like a coward, I fight like a storm, Hack after hack till your whole group’s torn. You kite? I laugh. You root? That breaks. You start to cast? TOO FUCKING LATE! Axe to Mouth, that’s the name on the blade, Guild tag carved in the mess that we made. Your tank got folded, your healer got chased, Your caster got opened from his throat to his waist. You call that armor? That shit came apart. Now your resurrection timer’s doing its part. Release back home, tell your realm what you saw: One drunk troll with an axe in each paw. [Hook] DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Odin said, “Eat!” SO I FEAST ON MY ENEMIES! DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! AXE TO MOUTH! CHOPPING THROUGH YOUR TEAM! [Verse 3] Albion sorcerer waving that stick like it matters, I break through the mezz, then I turn him to splatter. Minstrel starts sprinting, little flute-playing bitch, One axe in his spine, now he’s laying in a ditch. Cleric keeps healing like prayer’s gonna save him, I chop through the chain and send his ass to Are Wan. Armsman stands tall with his shield in the way, I beat through that tin can and peel him like clay. Hibernian bard starts blowing that horn, I cave in his ribs before the next song is born. Eldritch throws a nuke, thinks distance is safe, I charge through the Void, put an axe in his face. Animist planted eight little weeds in the dirt, I stomp through the garden, then butcher the nerd. Hero turns moose like that shit makes him tough, Now he’s venison bleeding while I’m drinking his blood. Alb or Hib, I don’t care what you wear, You see two axes coming, start saying your prayers. Axe to Mouth carved deep when the slaughter is done, Drunk as fuck, chopping the group till there is none. [Breakdown] MIDGARD! BERSERK! ODIN WANTS BLOOD? WE FEED! MIDGARD! BERSERK! WHO OWNS THE FRONTIER? WE DO, BITCH! Two axes up! RAVENS FED! NOW YOUR WHOLE GROUP DEAD! [Final Hook] DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Odin said, “Eat!” SO I FEAST ON MY ENEMIES! DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! AXE TO MOUTH! CHOPPING THROUGH YOUR TEAM! DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Charge through the root! BREAK THE FUCKING CC! DRUNK AS FUCK! ON THE MOTHERFUCKING MEADS! Two axes up! RAVENS FED! NOW YOUR WHOLE GROUP DEAD! [Outro] No shield. No retreat. Just two axes… and another empty fucking tankard. GRRRAH!
