Fifteen birds in five firtrees,
their feathers were fanned in a fiery breeze!
But, funny little birds, they had no wings!
O what shall we do with the funny little things?
Roast 'em alive, or stew them in a pot;
fry them, boil them and eat them hot?
Burn, burn tree and fern!
Shrivel and scorch! A fizzling torch
To light the night for our delight,
Ya hey!
Bake and toast 'em, fry and roast ’em
till beards blaze, and eyes glaze;
till hair smells and skins crack,
fat melts, and bones black
in cinders lie
beneath the sky!
So dwarves shall die,and light the night for our delight,
Ya hey!
Ya-harri-hey!
Ya hoy!
| Wargs_With_the_Goblins.stl | 25.0MB | |
| WWTG_Halberd_0.5.stl | 2.4MB | |
| WWTG_Halberd_0.stl | 2.4MB | |
| WWTG_Halberd_1.stl | 2.9MB | |
| WWTG_Halberd_2.stl | 3.0MB | |
| WWTG_SkywardSword.stl | 5.2MB | |
| WWTG_Torch_1.stl | 3.6MB | |
| WWTG_Torch_2.stl | 4.6MB | |
| WWTG_Unarmed.stl | 1.9MB |
