Zandelle - Beowulf Trilogy: III. Ancient Tale of Valor lyrics

In a time of warlords and kings there lived a man of unrivaled power Might the likes of which none could match, he fought without the need of weapon in hand Scandinavia, cold harsh land which he called home Beowulf was his name, he was the hero of the northern realm, his legend grew strong Further to the south there ruled a king named Hrothgar Favored by the fortunes of war he was revered Many followed this noble leader to enter his ranks And in time his army grew to one mighty force So his mind would turn to new ideas He would build the greatest hall in all the world It would be his throne room where he'd rule And dispense gifts to all the good people of his land Unbeknownst to the great king a demon from the banished lands Began to prowl the hall, soon many would fall Grendel would bring havoc and destruction to them all Each night brought a new attack, the king's army tried to fight back d**h was their reward, through deadly wounds blood poured Grendel was impervious to hammer spear and sword All seemed hopeless as none could stop this beast News traveled all across the land Far away our hero heard the tales of what went on The time for vital action was at hand to slay the beast With fourteen men he then set sail south across the open sea To Denmark, to Heorot, to the joy of the mighty Danish king His arrival brought joy and happiness Finally hope had arrived Beowulf vowed to bring an end to the beast And avenge those who had died Grendel showed up later that night, his mind still set on ruin and carnage But much to the demons surprise The hero of the north was ready to fight Savagely they fought Filling the hall with disaster But when morning came Beowulf was cheered as people celebrated his victory