Whale Season
Reavers of the Whale Road

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Beowulf, Beowulf super strength
He don’t come all the way to play
Just think, he might be coming your way
Grendel and his mama too yeah they dead
Oh, wait yo you might be next, he might still see red
Before that go to bed

Y’all just praising, y’all just waiting
Mad he getting, Grendel’s coming
Good time, fun time, warrior hunt time
This ain’t no dream, rip off their face beast
Twelve years gone by, sons they died, mamas they cried
We need back up, Beowulf can you reach bro
Fourteen guys plus a hero, welcome to Daneland,
This gonna be like a free throw
Unferth, what you saying, go to bed let’s see what popping bro

One Geat dead, ripped off his head
Beowulf watched from a bed while his brother died
For Grendel, this was suicide
Beowulf caught him from the side, arms intertwined
Grendel's arm now ripped off, the Danes could sing their happy songs
Twelve years of pain now erased, Grendel defaced
All of the Danish embrace, little did they know
What was on the way, would make their twelve years seem like a day

When he’s coming for you, the underground won’t save your life
When he’s looking for you, you're the one he will find
He is not scared of anything, he's indifferent to death
And when dives right into hell he ain’t holding his breath
Hrunting may let him down, but he can still punch you out
Beast number two is all you ever were, he's the cure
He can think up storm while fighting a foe,
You just shut your eyes and run out the door
When he grabbed the giant's sword with all his might,
You just went night, night

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Beowulf, victorious returned to Heorot
Treasure so glorious Hrothgar did share it
The Geat hauled the hoard back to his homeland
A piece of the wealth to each of his whole band
Known land underfoot, he would do his duty
Giving the Geat lord a chunk of the booty
With time the Geat line fell as they warred
So for fifty years, Beowulf was their lord

The third of all the fights, trying to make things right,
Beowulf gets shot to the ground, and to all a good night
In order to defeat he arose right back to his feet,
Looking for his men, where the hell can they be
He was having his doubts, until one man arose,
with the name of Wiglaf that Beowulf doesn't really know
Getting eaten alive, and getting saved by the man on his side,
Beowulf’s almost dead, he's about to die
Beowulf is bleeding out, Beowulf is all red
But he's not gonna quit till all the sacrificial devils are fed
They kill the dragon, left him there to die
But the part we've been waiting for is gonna to make you cry
Beowulf sits down for the last time,
And is shedding no tears but only red wine.
For last that he is gonna speak, he sees his treasure,
Crowns Wiglaf, the king of the Geats

Wiglaf stepped back, and stared in amazement
Sorrow welled up he barely contained it
The new lord made clear the old's last desire
So the people went to work on his funeral pyre
With logs stacked high, and treasures abound
The essence of the old king was placed in the mound
Twelve singing horsemen recalled his deeds
And at long last, his soul was freed