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She Moves In Her Own Way (EMK Remix)

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King Hrothgar built a golden hall, 
But shadows rose along the wall. 
For twelve long years the Grendel came, 
To kill the Danes and crush their fame.

Then Beowulf crossed the open sea, 
"No sword," he swore, "shall carry me." 
He gripped the beast and crushed the bone, 
And tore the arm from shoulder-stone.

Oh, glory won and glory lost, 
The gold is never worth the cost. 
From Heorot to the Dragon's lair, 
The hero dies, but leaves an heir.

The Mother rose to claim her debt, 
In waters deep and darkness set. 
He dove beneath the poison wave, 
And sent the demon to her grave.

For fifty winters, peace was King, 
Until the thief removed the ring. 
The Dragon woke with breath of fire, 
To burn the land with ancient ire.

Oh, glory won and glory lost, 
The gold is never worth the cost. 
From Heorot to the Dragon's lair, 
The hero dies, but leaves an heir.

The iron shield, the broken blade, 
The friends who ran, the one who stayed. 
Young Wiglaf stood to strike the blow, 
And laid the fire-breather low.

The poison ran within the vein, 
The King is dead, long live the pain. 
Build high the mound above the sea, 
For the greatest King of history.

Surviving

Kieran McAleer

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