Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk
Mountain 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 head 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 grassy 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, 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 your 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 knives
Oh when your hoards are gathered and your enemies left to 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 your 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.

Lyrics submitted by agl333

Grendel Lyrics as written by Mark Kelly Derek William Dick

Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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  • +1
    General Comment"The song is quite faithful to the original. "

    Except that in this version, Grendel is the protagonist, not Beowulf. In that way, it's more like Gardner's treatment than the original epic.
    Gondringon February 17, 2005   Link
  • +1
    General CommentFish has admitted that this song was almost directly copied from genesis' epic Suppers Ready.
    Octavariumon September 12, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commentbased on an old poem. I think grendal was a mythical creature
    2stepson December 04, 2004   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThe original Grendel was a monster in the Anglo-Saxon epic Beowulf. Descendant of Cain, mere-dweller, and with the meanest mother around, he was the hero Beowulf's first foe in the work.

    The song is quite faithful to the original.
    RedKingon December 29, 2004   Link
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    General CommentLife as in good and in evil\nSuperior warriors for the "good".\nThough insane evil resides in the fair of manhood.\nDespite bravery the souls that died for nothing, this evil kills.\n\nThe mythical or political war over eons, our latest military war toys an orchestra of slaughterry. Now see our last warriors of many generations, the most deadly of humankind. This beast is even more deadly it is like a cancer it lives within politics, it ignores the brave, no respect, no morals, it kills.its the nature of the beast.\n\nIt turns out though that it was this beast, who was the good purity, who didn\'t believe in politics in false gods, his power derived from suppression can\'t be ignored or silenced, it\'s victorious against states. No king can kill this beast, because the beast is the servant of the nation, its people.\n\nPeople stand up against politics in the name of justice.
    peter11616on December 04, 2021   Link

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