Grendel

Album: B'Sides Themselves (1982)
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  • Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk
    Mountains 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 shapers 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 saviors 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 shapers songs no longer heal the fear
    Within their eyes, their eyes
    Their eyes, 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

    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 shapers songs no longer heal the fear
    Within their hearts, within their hearts
    Within their hearts, within 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 shapers 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
    Sulfurous 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 delusions 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 goin' to take no blame

    So you say you believe in all of mother nature's laws
    You lust for gold with your sharpened knives
    Ooh, 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 killers 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, and let the blood flow
    And let the blood flow, and let the blood flow

    Let the blood flow, let the blood flow
    Let the blood flow, let the blood flow, let the blood flow, flow, flow
    Let the blood flow, let the blood flow
    Let the blood flow, let the blood flow, flow, flow

    Let the blood, let the blood, let the blood
    Let the blood, let the blood, let the blood
    Let the blood, let the blood, let the blood
    Flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow Writer/s: DEREK WILLIAM DICK, MARK KELLY, MICHAEL JAMES POINTER, PETE TREWAVAS, STEVE ROTHERY
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

Comments: 2

  • Chris from Great YarmouthThe song was actually played live on two consecutive nights at the Fish Convention 2012 on Leamington Spa.
  • Steve from Torrance, CaThis also appeared on the 1988 b-side compilation disc, "B'Sides Themselves". It was only available in the United States as an import CD.
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