Luyện nghe bài hát Grendel

1) heorot's and grendel's awakening.

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

Earth rim walker his meals
Prepare the funeral
The shaper's song no heal the fear
Within their eyes, eyes]

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

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

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

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

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

2) journey.

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

3) at the threshold.

Hounds freeze in bewitched by the reptile spell
Sulphurous essence pervades the grassy dell
Heorot awaits him like lamb to the butcher's
Stellular heavens even children's cries

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

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

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

4) finale.

So you thought your bolts and your locks would keep me out?
You should have known better after all this
You're pay in blood for all your vicious slander
With your ugly pale skins and your putrid eyes
Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and 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 gold with your knives
Oh when your hoards are and your enemies left to rot
You pray your bloodstained hands at the feet of our pagan gods

Then you try to place the killer's 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 blood flow, and let the flow, flow, flow, flow.