Luyện nghe bài hát Grendel

1) heorot's and grendel's 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 panic seeps through bloodstained floors as grendel the night

Earth rim seeks his meals
Prepare the pyres
The shaper's song no heal the fear
Within their eyes, [their

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

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

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

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

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

2) journey.

Silken membranes span his path, in dew
Denizens of twilight humbly beg him through
Mother nature's bastard child by leaf and stream
As alien in an land seeks solace within dreams
The lies his poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp
Beguiling queen her 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 lamb to the butcher's knife
heavens ignore even children's cries

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

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

Heroes delusion, with feet in the
at the threshold, he cares 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 gonna pay in for all your vicious slander
With your ugly pale skins and putrid blue eyes
Why should I pity when you kill your own and feel no shame
on my side, sure 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 nature's
You lust for gold your sharpened knives
Oh when hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot
You pray with your bloodstained at the feet of our pagan gods

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