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There once ruled a Danish king

Descent from a greater sire

Successful across his reign

He feasts as loud as thunder

Arise!

The noise - awakes - inflames

an ancient monstrous demon

Descended - from Cain

the monster’s titled Grendel

The years of fear and death are over

An end to suffering is closer

The wrath of Cain is burning under

The creature’s head will rest asunder

Rise!

No spear, no sword

He fights the beast unguarded

One strike, one hit

He leaves the demon armless

Beholden! Delighted!

The hero’s undefeated

Rewarded - with treasure

His victory’s a pleasure

The years of fear and death are over

The kingdom’s nightmares end is closer

The wrath of Cain no long burns under

The creature’s arm now rests asunder

No!

The creature’s mother came to seek revenge

Another challenge for Beowulf

He grabs his sword, a weapon forged for giants

Filled up with rage, no fear can kill his anger

The witch attacks, misreads the warrior’s actions

He swings his sword, and kills the fuming swamp-hag

His fame spreads wide, across the foreign lands

Soon he’ll ascend to the throne of the Geats

And then one day, a dragon will emerge

He spreads destruction, and Beowulf will DIE