Grendel — Marillion

Midnight sun bids Mars farewell Retreats from charging dusk Mountain's echo curfew's bells Signal ending tasks. They place their faith in oaken doors

cower in candle light. The panic seeps through bloodstained floors As Grendel stalks the night.

As the walker seeks his meals

Prepare the funeral pyres. The shapeless songs no longer heals the fear

Within their eyes their eyes...

Wooden figures - pagan gods - Stare blindly across the sea. Appeal for help from ocean fogs

For saviours 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.

As Grendel leaves his mossy home

Beneath the stagnant air

Along the forest path he roams

To Hrothgar's Hall so fair. He knows that victory is secure

His jaw will testify. His claws will drip with martial blood

As moonbeams of the sky.

Silken membranes span his path

Fingerprints Elegy Denizens of twilight lands

Humbly beg him through. Mother nature's bastard child

Slunned by leaf and stream An Alien in an alien land Seeks solace within dreams The shaper's lies his poisoned tongue

Maligen with marking hawk. Beguiling Queen her innocence

Offends his icy heart.

... in silence bewitched by the reptile's spell. Sulphurous essence peroads round the grassy dell. Heroes awaits him like lamb to the butcher's knife. Stellular heavents ignore even children's cries. Screams are his music lightning his guide. Wrapped in the darkness death by his side. Chants rise in terror free round the oaken beams. Flickering firelights portraying the grisly scene. Warriors advance prepared for the nightmare foe. Kids are the sacrifices even their hearts must know. Heroes illusions 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 locks would keep me out. You should have known better after all this time. You're gonna pay in blood for all you vicious slander. With your ugly pale skins and your nutrid blue eyes. What you're gonna feel pity when you kill your own you feel no shame God's of my's sure I'm gonna take no blame. I'm gonna take no blame I'M gonna take no blame. So you say you believe in all of your Mother natere's laws. You last your goal with your sharpened knifes You when you're all together and your enemies left for rest. You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods. Then you try to place the killer's blame in my hands You call for justice distort the truth Well I've had enough of all you pretty pretty speeches Receive your punishment... Let the blood flow oh let the blood flow...'