Mozi's Melody

Trolly Mozy, strung out troll, Plays his flute on a wild soul's stroll
Lost in a fog, his thoughts a swirl, Dancing around in a mystical whirl

Living his days in a dream so bright Blowing his flute under the moon's soft light
The melody carries him far and wide Through enchanted woods where shadows hide

Oh, hear the tune of Trolly, the bard so bold With his flute and drum, his story's told
Ride the winds of the wildlands, wild and free Hail the wandering minstrel, oh the sights he'll see

Trolly Mozy with eyes aglow Drifting along where the four winds blow
His flute's his sword, his words his shield Spin tales of magic in every field

Riding the waves of a mystic sea His music a beacon wild and free
In every note, a story's seed In every tune, his soul's creed

Oh, hear the tune of Trolly, the bard so bold With his flute and drum, his story's told
Ride the winds of the wildlands wild and free Hail the wandering minstrel, oh the sights he'll see

Through storms he plays, his spirit soars Past realms unseen through mystical doors
With each beat of his drum, a mystery's unfold In the heart of the storm, his tales are told

So hear the tune of Trolly, that brave minstrel lad Through chaos and calm, his music never sad
Hail the wandering minstrel in lands far and near For wherever he roams, the world's less drear

Ride the winds of the wildlands wild and free So hear the tune of Trolly, that brave minstrel lad
Through chaos and calm, his music never sad Hail the wandering minstrel in lands far and near

For wherever he roams, the world's less
For wherever he roams, the world's less