Luyện nghe bài hát Grendel

1) plea and grendel's awakening.

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

rim walker seeks his meals
Prepare the pyres
The shaper's song no longer heal the
Within eyes, [their eyes]

Wooden figures, gods, stare blindly cross the sea
Appeal for from ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams
They their lives are forfeit now, priestly head they bow in shame
cannot face the trembling crowd that flinch in grendel's name

Earth rim walker seeks his
Prepare the pyres
The shaper's song no longer the fear
their eyes, (their eyes)

As leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere
Along the forest path he roams to hall so clear
He that victory 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 hall so
He knows that victory is secured, his will testify
His claws drip with mortal blood, as moonbeams haunt the sky

Earth rim seeks his meals
Prepare the pyres
The shaper's song no longer the fear
their eyes, (their eyes)

2) journey.

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

3) at the threshold.

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

Screams are his music, lightning his
Raping the darkness, by his side

Chants rise in terror, round the oaken beams
firelight portraying the grisly scene
Warriors advance, prepare for the foe
Futile their sacrifice as even their hearts must

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

4) finale.

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

So you say you in all of mother nature's laws
You lust for with your sharpened knives
Oh when your hoards are gathered and your left to rot
You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of our gods

Then you try to place the blade in my hand
You call for and distort the truth
Well had enough of all your pretty pretty speeches
Receive your punishment, your throats to my righteous claws
And let the flow, and let the blood flow, flow, flow, flow.