אמרת את האתר הזה אפשר למצוא בצ'יק
ואם אני רוצה אז אין בכלל שום טריק
ולמה לא הסכמת לשלוח לינק?
זה בראש העמוד, צריך רק להקליק
חפש בעצמך, אמרתי "למה לא"?
אבל הגוגל סרץ' שלי, הוא לא הגוגל סרץ' שלו.
אדון האופל מחכה בטירתו,
הוא כבר למד כי אין מזור לנבחרים.
ברקים שחורים מכים בזעם אימתו,
ברקים שחורים מכים על הכפרים.
את מרוחקת, לא עומדת למולו,
הוא מתבונן בך במראה האפלה.
וגורלך עוד לא פגש בגורלו,
ומסעך עודו, בהתחלה.
עם אוהבייך לצידך,
עת תכריזי על בגידה,
על טירתו עוד תעלי בראש צבא.
אדון האופל יפגשך,
את אויבתו היחידה,
ויחלוק איתך את נטל האיבה.
עודך יושבת בכפרך המבודד,
אדון האופל מתבונן בך בקללה.
לו רק יכול היה נלחם במיועד,
לשמור אותו ממרד או מפלה.
אדון האופל מחכה לך בטינה,
מזימותיו זומם, תוכניותיו רובך.
וכל יום שעובר, כל חודש, כל שנה,
לוקחים אותם לעבר ייעודך.
כשאוהבייך ייסערו,
ולוחמייך ייסתערו,
אדון האופל ייאבד את שלטונו.
והם ירימו את ראשם,
וייזנחו את ייאושם,
להריעך עם בוא הקץ לאסונו.
אני שומע שוב ברגעי השלווה,
אנטילופה רצה שוב בשביל,
בורחת מכלום. רביעיית לביאות,
מנהמת מוסיקה לילית מעבירה בי,
שוב אותן צמרמורות פחד ידועות.
אבל אני קרנף, ויש לי שפיץ על האף.
אבל אני קרנף. ויש לי שפיץ על האף.
Grunt, ouch, smash, hm, bah
Grunt, ouch, smash, hm, bah
Grunt, ouch, smash, hm, bah
Grunt, ouch, smash, hm, bah
Grunt, ouch, smash, hm, bah
Grunt, ouch, smash, hm, bah
Look at me, I'm a terrible creature,
I don't care about your kings or your preachers,
Pay the toll, on this bridge, or I'll eat ya.
Pam pam pa hoo, prram pam pa hoo,
Hey, I think you're forgetting to pay,
Don't think I'll be going away,
I'm here on this bridge and I'll stay, hey, hey, hey.
Hey! I'm telling you you shall not pass!
I've had it with all of your sass,
You think gold comes out of my ass?
Knights and soldiers don't you ever forget,
I'm a living rock you're gonna regret!
I'm a rumble-mhm-grunt-mhm-rumble-grunt-hmm troll
Grumble-mhm-grunt-mhm-grumble
You'll pay the grumble-mhm-grunt-mhm-grunt-mhm-grunt-mhm-grunt-mhm
I am a troll (I'm a troll)!
So pay the toll (pay the toll)!
I'll take you down now, I bet you're crunchy,
Munching with my teeth to the huma-grindy beat,
Pay your toll (Rumblegrunt, rumblegrunt)!
(Rumblegrunt, rumblegrunt)
His name was Loki, he was from Asgard,
Trying hard to change his fate, Looking at an open gate.
He saw the agents, and he was captured,
And while he tried to talk his way,
Mobius wouldn't let him play.
Across the TVA, he had to save the day,
There were deaths, and there was chaos,
Hunter turned to prey.
At the sacred, the sacred timeline,
The only world that was allowed-line.
At the sacred, the sacred timeline,
Changing the present was never so pleasant,
At the sacred, who is in charge?
Her name was Sylvie, she was a Loki,
With yellow horns upon her head, and an urge to see them dead.
Her plan was perfect, it took her ages,
But Loki came a bit too soon,
They nearly caught a falling moon.
And then the agents came, the Keepers lost their fame,
There was figthing, there was pruning,
But just what who's to blame?
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
The only world that was allowed-line.
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
Changing the present was never so pleasant.
At the sacred, No one's in charge?
Their name was Loki, they were an army,
But that just lasted for a day, they're all just waiting to betray.
Now there's just five left, and one's a gator,
Charging at the angry cloud,
Trying to pierce the final shroud.
And though their time was scant, they managed to enchant,
There's a door, and there's a mansion.
Now it's time to hunt!
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
The only world that was allowed-line.
Past the sacred, the sacred timeline,
Changing the present was never so pleasant,
At the sacred, it's time to charge!
,Some people say a kid should easily sleep
,This poor kid's time is spend counting the sheep
,Counting the sheep, over my head
.One by one till I've counted the herd
?You count sixteen sheep, and what do you get
.The last one lingers, and hadn't gone yet
"!I whisper "Yo sheepie! my count I must keep
.That sixteenth sheep always sends me to sleep
,I wake up in the early night
?My master says when you gonna have some dark might
,Oh master dear we're not the living again
!And girls they wanna eat brain
!Oh girsl just wanna eat brain
,I slow down with the dawning of the light
?The dark one yells how you gonna take some more life
,Oh darky dear you know your war is in vain
!And girls they wanna eat brain
!Oh girsl just wanna eat brain
,That's all they want
,Some brain
,When the lurching day is done
!Oh girls they wanna eat brain
!Oh girls just wanna eat brain
,Half past twelve
,And I'm having a meeting in my flat all alone
.And we talk all day and still I'm on my own
,Automn winds
,Blowing outside my window as I sit in my room
.And the only way to see you is by Zoom
,There is a plague out there
.No one to hear my prayer
,Gimme, gimme, gimme vaccines in the bicep
.Won't somebody help me chase the COVID away
,Gimme, gimme, gimme vaccines in the bicep
.Take us through the darkness to the break of the day
,I find in the morning three times out of ten
,A case of Corona’s been spotted again
,He hasn’t returned from Beijing or from Rome
.A decade has passed since he’d traveled from home
,I’m a young lady of savvy and STEM
,There isn’t that much I don’t know about germs
,How Koch set criteria, how Gram makes it stain
.I pester the grownups until they explain
,Flatten the curve, flatten the curve
?Why are we trying to flatten the curve
,Flatten the curve, flatten the curve
?Why are we trying to flatten the curve