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