Outside the river In the dark swamp Submerged by the eternal darkness He dwells an orc His skin was colored by flakes And his mouth and hands Were formed by fangs and mortal claws In the dark of the caves he lives king of darkness and night Eternal was his desire of flesh From ever he haunted the marshes Looking for preys Between the darkness was his den Far from light Grendel was his name Grendel, the beast of Denmark His curiosity was attracted by the feasting sound That comes from the palace of Heorot But his eyes couldn't resist at the torches light And thus he could only wander In the dark fens One night when light turned off He came to Heorot As a shade he was Surprising everyone during sleep Grendel started to slaughter corpses Twenty soldiers be killed Taking their heads Before he return into the moor Many lives he turned off Before the return to his lair He painted the night with blood Outside the deer in the dark swamps Submerged by the eternal darkness Were dwells an orc Grendel behind him left alone The scarlet of blood And the black of death Grendel was his name Grendel, the orc of Denmark