Grendel Lyrics
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Midnight suns bids moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk.
Mountain's echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks.
They place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight.
The panic seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks the night.
Earth rim walker seeks his meals,
Prepare the funeral pyres.
The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear,
Within their eyes, their eyes...
Wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly cross the sea.
Appeal for help from ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams.
They know their lives are forfeit now, Priestly heads they bow in shame.
They cannot face the trembling crowd that flinch in Grendel's name.
Earth rim walker seeks his meals,
Prepare the funeral pyres.
The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear,
Within their eyes, their eyes...
As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere
Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgar's hall so clear.
He knows that victory is secured, his charm will testify.
His claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky.
Earth rim walker seeks his meals,
Prepare the funeral pyres.
The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear,
Within their eyes, their eyes...
Silken membranes span his path, fingerprints in dew.
Denizens of twilight lands humbly beg him through.
Mother Nature's bastard child shunned by leaf and stream.
An alien in an alien land seeks solace within dreams.
The shaper's lies his poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp.
Beguiling queen, her innocence, offends his icy heart.
Hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the reptile spell.
Sulphurous essence pervades round the gra*sy dell.
Heorot awaits him like lamb to the butcher's knife.
Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries.
Screams are his music, lightning his guide.
Raping the darkness, d-d-death by his side.
Chants rise in terror, free round the oaken beams.
Flickering firelight portraying the grisly scene.
Warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare foe.
Futile their sacrifice as even their hearts must know.
Heroes delusion, with feet in the grave.
Lurker at the threshold, he cares not for the brave, He cares not for the brave.
So you thought that your bolts and your locks would keep me out.
You should have known better after all this time.
You're gonna pay in blood for all you vicious slander.
With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes.
Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and feel no shame.
God's on my side, sure as hell, I'm gonna take no blame.
I'm gonna take no blame, I'm gonna take no blame.
So you say you believe in all of Mother Nature's laws.
You lust for gold with your sharpened knifes.
Oh when your hoards are gathered and your enemies left for rot.
You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods.
Then you try to place the killer's blade in my hand.
You call for justice and distort the truth.
Well I've had enough of all you pretty pretty speeches.
Receive your punishment, expose your throats to my righteous claws.
And let the blood flow, and let the blood flow, flow, flow, flow.