[DAVE MALLOY]
(Three, four!)
[HROTHGAR]
This is our mead-hall, Heorot!
Welcome to our mead-hall, please
Inside warriors relax; calm,
While outside storms spit disease!
[WARRIORS]
Now blood smears 'cross our walls!
[HROTHGAR]
Thick from flesh, fourteen years.
[WARRIORS]
Our king once ruled with mettle and might!
[HROTHGAR]
Now all I do is rule with fear
This is my king hall, Heorot!
[WARRIORS]
And he is Hrothgar, King all King!
[HROTHGAR]
King of hall was great, now, not...
My kingly hall is crumbling!
[WARRIORS]
How I think your peoples' tumbling!
[WARRIORS, HROTHGAR]
Tumbling turned against the floor!
[HROTHGAR]
Welcome to our mead-hall, Heorot!
[WARRIORS]
Pull up a broken chair!
[HROTHGAR]
Our heads and hearts are broken too!
Splattered in disrepair!
Welcome to our mead-hall, Heorot!
[WARRIORS]
Pull up a broken chair!
[HROTHGAR]
Our heads and hearts are broken too!
Splattered in disrepair!
[ACADEMIC 2]
At godspeed, the monster came,
And again, he came at godspeed!
Night after night, he ripped apart and tore the men from limb to bleed.
[ACADEMIC 3]
At godspeed, he waged a war,
Then bled the men like cows and pigs.
He pulverized the men like meat,
And snapped their bones like tiny twigs.
[ACADEMIC 2]
During the day, they would count the dead,
Mop up the blood, and burn the pyre,
And sometimes without blessings to Odin,
Would throw the bodies into the fire.
[ACADEMIC 3]
Because what kind of hope, after fourteen years,
Can be kept alive?
A dwindling flame,
Watching your men-folk diminish each night
At the hands of the son of Cain.
[WARRIOR 1]
Gauwsctorm a tuth crowgnon [Transliteration of Old English text]
May Odin sing and rain down...
Soothing honey inside your brain...
[WARRIOR 2]
It's quite a wound, as you say,
And it's stinging!
My ears resounding with tinnitus, ringing!
But now my heart pumps the blood of my clan.
I still will, tomorrow, fight on!
[CHORUS]
Fight on!
[WARRIOR 2]
Fight on...
[HROTHGAR, CHORUS]
Fight on! (x5)
[WARRIOR ONE]
Right
And quite a fight it will be!
But I fear, brother-warrior, my dear.
Rest, and quiet: what you need now.
Let your sword drop.
Loosen gripped fist and pass off to sleep,
Dream gently of wist!
[WARRIOR 2]
Grendel against all thee!
[WARRIOR 1]
Yes, Grendel got you, yes!
[WARRIOR 2]
Grendel against all thee!
[WARRIOR 1]
Pass off, peace, and rest.
[HROTHGAR, CHORUS]
Welcome to our mead-hall, Heorot!
[CHORUS]
Pull up a broken chair!
[HROTHGAR, CHORUS]
Our heads and hearts are broken too -
Are broken too.
