Grendel
Kathy Mar Lyrics

Dumb as dirt and twice as mean, such a son makes Mother crazy
My son, Grendel, is unintelligent and cruel, making me feel helpless and frustrated as his mother.

Foul as sewers I have seen, ugly, loutish, large and lazy
Grendel is repulsive and lazy, with an unpleasant and brutish character.

That's the child I've had to raise, what's a mom to do?
As a mother, I am left to deal with Grendel's terrible character and I feel unsure and stuck on how to improve him.

Drag him in an ocean cave and stay to watch him, too
I take my son, Grendel, to a faraway ocean cave and watch over him to prevent him from causing any more harm.

Son of mine you've been a disappointment since your birth Now I've had to bury you in this cold Northern earth I know you would be sorry if you weren't so very dead But you never listened to a word I said
Despite my efforts as a mother, Grendel continues to harm others and I am left with no choice but to bury him and acknowledge his failure as a son due to his unwillingness to listen to me or change.

Everybody has to rest, even I got sleepy Sonny left our little nest on errands cruel and creepy Came back with a haunch of man gnawed down to the bone Left each night from that day on as I slept like a stone
Grendel leaves our home to commit violent acts in the night, causing me to be fearful and restless, and he returns with human body parts that he has devoured.

Vikings gathered in their hall, heroes all in war delighting When my Grendel came to call, he was met with mighty fighting One among them took his arm, ripped it off for good Chased him to our ocean home and killed him where he stood
Grendel attacks a group of proud Viking warriors who retaliate and maim him by ripping off his arm. They then find Grendel's lair and kill him.

When I found my wine was spiked, it was far too late to aid him Though there wasn't much I liked I was often glad I made him So I must avenge him now, what's a mom to do? If he was yours anyhow, I'll bet that you would too
I realize too late that my wine was drugged by those who wished to kill Grendel. Despite my mixed feelings about my son, I feel the need to avenge his death and take appropriate measures as a mother. I believe that any parent in a similar situation would do the same.