"Grendel" Track 1 _B'sides Themselves_ ----



Midnight sun bids moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk

Mountains echo curfew's bell, signal ending tasks

They place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight

The panic seeps through bloodstained floors as Grendel stalks the

night



Earth-rim walker seeks his meals, prepare the funeral pyres

The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear within their eyes,

Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes, their eyes



Wooden figures, pagan gods stare blindly cross the sea

Appeal for help from ocean fogs, for saviors 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



Earth-rim walker seeks his meals, prepare the funeral pyres

The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear within their eyes,



Their eyes, their eyes, their eyes, their eyes



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 secured, his charm will testify

His claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky



As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant air

Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgar's house so fair

He knows that victory is secured, his charm will testify

His claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky



Earth-rim walker seeks his meals, prepare the funeral pyres

The shaper's songs no longer heal the fear within their eyes,

Within their eyes, within their eyes, within their eyes



Silken membranes, span his path, fingerprints in dew

Denizens of twilight lands, humbly beg him through

Mother Nature's bastard child, shunned by leaf and stream

An alien in an alien land seeks solace within dreams

The shaper's lies, his poison tongue maligned with mocking harp

Beguiling queen, her innocence offends his icy heart



Hounds freeze in silence, bewitched by the reptile's spell

Sulphurous essence pervades round the grassy dell

Hero awaits him like lamb to the butcher's knife

Stellular heavens ignore even children's cries

Screams are his music, lightning his guide

Raping the darkness, d- d- d- d- death by his side



Chants rise in terror, pray round the oaken beam

Flickering firelight portraying the grisly scene

Warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare foe

Futile the sacrifices even the hearts must know

Heroes' delusions 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 your locks would keep me out

You should have known better after all this time

You're gonna pay in blood for all your viscious slander

With your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes

Why should I feel pity when you kill your own and feel no shame?

God's on my side, sure as hell I'm gonna take no blame,

I'm gonna take no blame, I'm going to take no blame



So you say you believe in all of Mother Nature's laws

You lust for gold with your sharpened knives

Ooh, when your hordes are gathered and your enemies left to rot

You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods

And you try to place the killer's blade in my hands

You call for justice, distort the truth



Well I've had enough of all your pretty, pretty speeches

Recieve your punishment expose your throats to my righteous

claws and let the blood flow,

let the blood flow, let the blood flow, let the blood flow, flow,

flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, let the blood flow,

let the blood flow, let the blood flow, let the blood flow,

let the blood flow, flow, let the blood flow, let the blood flow,

let the blood flow, let the blood flow, flow, flow, let the blood

flow, let the blood, let the blood, let the blood, let the blood,

let the blood, let the blood, let the blood, let the blood,

blood flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow, flow



[FISH 1982 -- Produced David Hitchcock (12 EMI 5351 B) Drums: Mick Pointer