I. Heorot's plea and Grendel's awakening
  Midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk
  Mountain echo, curfews 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
  
  Wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly cross the sea
  Appeal for help from ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams
  They know their lives are forfeit now, priestly head 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
  
  As Grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere
  Along the forest path he roams to Hrothgar's hall so clear
  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, their eyes
  
  II. Grendel's Journey
  
  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 poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp
  Beguiling queen her innocence offends his icy heart
  
  III. Lurker at the Threshold
  
  Hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the reptile spell
  Sulphurous essence pervades round the grassy dell
  Heorot 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, death by his side
  
  Chants rise in terror, free round the oaken beams
  Flickering firelight portraying the grisly scene
  Warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare foe
  Futile their sacrifice as even their hearts must know
  
  Heroes delusion, 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 vicious 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 gonna take no blame
  
  So you say you believe in all of Mother Nature's laws
  You lust for gold with your sharpened knives
  Oh when your hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot
  You pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods
  
  Then you try to place the killer's blade in my hand
  You call for justice and distort the truth
  Well I've had enough of all your pretty pretty speeches
  Receive your punishment, Expose your throats to my righteous claws
  And let the blood flow, and let the blood flow, flow, flow, flow.