Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from dusk echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks They place faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight The seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks the night
Earth rim walker seeks his Prepare the pyres The songs no longer heal the fear their eyes, their eyes
Wooden figures, gods, stare blindly cross the sea Appeal for help ocean fogs, for saviors born of dreams They know their lives are forfeit now, heads they bow in shame They cannot the trembling crowd that flinch in Grendel's name
Earth rim walker seeks his Prepare the pyres The shapers no longer heal the fear their eyes, their eyes Their eyes, eyes, their eyes
As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant Along the path he roams to Hrothgar's hall so clear He that victory is secured, his charm will testify His claws will with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky
As Grendel his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere Along the forest path he to Hrothgar's hall so clear He that victory is secured, his charm will testify His claws will with mortal blood, as moonbeams haunt the sky
rim walker seeks his meals Prepare the pyres The shapers songs no heal the fear Within their hearts, their hearts their hearts, within their eyes
Silken membranes his path, fingerprints in dew of twilight lands humbly beg him through Mother bastard child, shunned by leaf and stream An alien in an land, seeks solace within dreams
The shapers his poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp Beguiling queen, her innocence offends his icy
Hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the spell Sulfurous essence pervades 'round the dell Heorot him like lamb to the butcher's knife Stellular heavens ignore even children's
Screams are his music, his guide the darkness, death by his side
Chants rise in terror, round the oaken beams Flickering firelight portraying the grisly advance, prepare for the nightmare foe Futile their as even their hearts must know
delusions with feet in the grave Lurker at the He cares not for the He cares not for the
So you thought that your bolts and your would keep me out You should have better after all this time gonna pay in blood for all your vicious slander With your ugly skins and your putrid blue eyes
Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and feel no God's on my side, 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 your knives Ooh, when hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot You pray with your hands at the feet of your pagan gods
Then you try to place the blade in my hand You call for justice and distort the Well, I've had of all your pretty, pretty speeches your punishment, expose your throats to my righteous claws And let the flow, and let the blood flow, and let the blood flow And let the blood flow, and let the blood
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