Luyện nghe bài hát Grendel

1) heorot's plea and awakening.

Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats charging dusk,
Mountain echo, curfews bell, ending tasks
They place their faith in oaken doors, in candlelight
The seeps through bloodstained floors as grendel stalks the night

Earth rim walker his meals
the funeral pyres
The shaper's song no longer heal the
Within their eyes, [their

Wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly the sea
Appeal for help ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams
They know their lives are now, priestly head they bow in shame
They face the trembling crowd that flinch in grendel's name

rim walker seeks his meals
Prepare the funeral
The shaper's no longer heal the fear
Within eyes, (their eyes)

As grendel leaves his mossy home the stagnant mere
Along the forest he roams to hrothgar's hall so clear
He knows that is secured, his charm will testify
His claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams the sky

As grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant
Along the forest path he roams to hrothgar's hall so
He knows victory is secured, his charm will testify
His claws will drip with blood, as moonbeams haunt the sky

Earth rim walker his meals
Prepare the funeral
The shaper's no longer heal the fear
their eyes, (their eyes)

2) journey.

membranes span his path, fingerprints in dew
Denizens of twilight humbly beg him through
Mother nature's child shunned by leaf and stream
As alien in an alien land solace within dreams
The shaper's lies his poisoned tongue malign with mocking
Beguiling her innocence offends his icy heart

3) at the threshold.

Hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the spell
Sulphurous pervades round the grassy dell
Heorot awaits him like lamb to the knife
heavens ignore even children's cries

Screams are his music, his guide
Raping the darkness, d-d-death by his

Chants rise in terror, free the oaken beams
Flickering firelight the grisly scene
advance, prepare for the nightmare foe
Futile their sacrifice as even hearts must know

delusion, with feet in the grave
Lurker at the threshold, he cares not for the brave, he not for the brave

4) finale.

So you thought that bolts and your locks would keep me out?
You should have known better after all this
You're gonna pay in blood for all your vicious
With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue
Why should I feel pity you kill your own and feel no shame
God's on my side, as hell, I'm gonna take no blame
I'm gonna no blame, I'm gonna take no blame

So you say you believe in all of mother laws
You lust for gold with your knives
Oh when hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot
You pray your bloodstained hands at the feet of our pagan gods

Then you try to the killer's blade in my hand
You call for justice and the truth
Well I've had enough of all your pretty pretty
Receive your punishment, expose your throats to my claws
And let the blood flow, and let the flow, flow, flow, flow.