The Wolf

[Verse 1] In the halls of the North, where the legends rise, A warrior stands with fire in his eyes, With the nickname Wolf, he hunts his prey, On the oche he stands, never led astray. [Chorus] Wolf of the oche, aim so true, With Viking spirit, breaking through, In the roar of the crowd, his saga's told, A Viking's heart, in a dart player's soul. [Verse 2] With every throw, the battle's on, Like a Viking raid at the break of dawn, His dart's a spear, precise and bold, Striking the board, glory unfolds. [Chorus] Wolf of the oche, aim so true, With Viking spirit, breaking through, In the roar of the crowd, his saga's told, A Viking's heart, in a dart player's soul. [Chorus] Wolf of the oche, aim so true, With Viking spirit, breaking through, In the roar of the crowd, his saga's told, A Viking's heart, in a dart player's soul. [Bridge] From the ancient fjords to the dartboard's glare, The Wolf stands ready, without a care, A Viking's honor, in every game, Carving his legacy, earning his name. [Chorus] Wolf of the oche, aim so true, With Viking spirit, breaking through, In the roar of the crowd, his saga's told, A Viking's heart, in a dart player's soul. [Outro] So raise your glass to the mighty Wolf, A Viking in spirit, never dulled, On the oche he reigns, fierce and free, A legend in darts, for all to see. Wolf of the oche! [Final] So raise your glass to the mighty Wolf, A Viking in spirit, never dulled, On the oche he reigns, fierce and free, A legend in darts, for all to see. [End]