Orcish Drinking Song

I live my life by the sword,

While traveling with an orcish horde.

We ride to the forest and back,

And feast on a yak,

Served on a wooden board.

I live my life by the sword,

While crossing a great fjord.

The yetis we smack,

And put in a sack,

And drag it home with a woolen cord.

I live my life by the sword,

In front of a river to ford.

A local village we sack,

And the goodies we pack,

And return to our orcish lord.