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  • ingiliz edebiyatının en eski ve uzun şiirlerinden olan epik beowulf şiirinin kötü kahramanı canavar-ejderha-yaratık.
  • john gardner'ın beowulf hikayesini canavar grendel'ın gözünden anlattığı inanılmaz rahatsız edici bir taraftan da o kadar güzel kitap, temeli varoluşçuluk ve nihilizm'dedir. nihilist ejderha deyimi bu kitaptan sonra ortaya çıkmıştır. ben çıkardım.
  • matt wagner tarafindan yazilmis muhtesem bir cizgiroman. dark horse comics tarafindan cikartilan grendeller seriler halindedir ve en basarili buldugum siyah,beyaz ve kirmizi olarak adlandirilmis seridir.
    grendel devildir ve bu ozellik sulalede vardir ve cocuklara gecebilir.
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  • cizgiromandaki grendel'in tum yuzu kaplayan bir maskesi ve ucu catalli bir mizragi vardir.*
  • öğrendiğim üzere ikinci dünya savaşı sonrasında almanya'nın işgalinin ardından halk arasnda oluşan nazi kökenli direniş hareketinin werewolf'tan başka aldığı bir diğer isimmiş.
    direniş örgütü kursam adını canavarlı öcülü koymam, çoluk çocuk korkmasın, çekirdekten yetişsinler.
  • bir web sayfası sayesinde aklımda canlandırdığım hali kurabiye canavarı*'na benzeyen yaratık. annesi, öcünü almaya çalışmış fakat onunla aynı kadari paylaşmıştır.
  • marillion'un eski solisti fish'in john gardner'in "grendel" adlı kitabından esinlenerek (grendel, beowulf efsanesindeki canavardır) yazdığı parçadır...

    (i) heorot's plea and grendel's awakening.

    midnight suns bid moors farewell, retreats from charging dusk,
    mountain echo, curfews bell, signal ending tasks
    they place their faith in oaken doors, cower in candlelight
    the panic seeps through bloodstained floors as grendel stalks the night

    earth rim walker seeks his meals
    prepare the funeral pyres
    the shaper's songs no longer heal the fear
    within their eyes, their eyes

    wooden figures, pagan gods, stare blindly cross the sea
    appeal for help from ocean fogs, for saviour born of dreams
    they know their lives are forfeit now, priestly head they bow in shame
    they cannot face the trembling crowd that flinch in grendel's name

    as grendel leaves his mossy home beneath the stagnant mere
    along the forest path he roams to hrothgar's hall so clear
    he knows that victory is secured, his charm will testify
    his claws will drip with mortal blood as moonbeams haunt the sky

    (ii) grendel's journey.

    silken membranes span his path, fingerprints in dew
    denizens of twilight lands humbly beg him through
    mother nature's bastard child shunned by leaf and stream
    an alien in an alien land seeks solace within dreams
    the shaper's lies his poisoned tongue malign with mocking harp
    beguiling queen her innocence offends his icy heart

    (iii) lurker at the threshold.

    hounds freeze in silence bewitched by the reptile spell
    sulphurous essence pervades round the grassy dell
    heorot awaits him like lamb to the butcher's knife
    stellular heavens ignore even children's cries

    screams are his music, lightning his guide
    raping the darkness, d-d-death by his side

    chants rise in terror, free round the oaken beams
    flickering firelight portraying the grisly scene
    warriors advance, prepare for the nightmare foe
    futile their sacrifice as even their hearts must know

    heroes delusion, with feet in the grave
    lurker at the threshold, he cares not for the brave, he cares not for the brave

    so you thought that your bolts and your locks would keep me out
    you should have known better after all this time
    you're gonna pay in blood for all your vicious slander
    with your ugly pale skins and your putrid blue eyes
    why should i feel pity when you kill your own and feel no shame
    god's on my side, sure as hell, i'm gonna take no blame
    i'm gonna take no blame, i'm gonna take no blame

    so you say you believe in all of mother nature's laws
    you lust for gold with your sharpened knives
    oh when your hoards are gathered and your enemies left to rot
    you pray with your bloodstained hands at the feet of your pagan gods

    then you try to place the killer's blade in my hand
    you call for justice and distort the truth
    well i've had enough of all your pretty pretty speeches
    receive your punishment, expose your throats to my righteous claws
    and let the blood flow, and [let the blood flow], flow, flow, flow.
  • elektronik ağırlıklı gotik etkileşimli müzik grubu... "voice of an angel" diye güzel bir parçaları da vardır...
  • b sides themselves albümünde bulunan fish şaheseri... 17:15 dakika boyunca dinleyenin aklını başından alan, herşeyiyle mükemmel marillion parçası...
  • marillion'un script for a jesters tear öncesi dönemlerinde (1982) çıkardıkları kariyerlerinin başlangıcı niteliğindeki debut single market square heroes'da yer alan muhteşem`parça...