Armed with the enchanted knife, Beowulf plunges through the whirlwind of scales. Through the flames he strikes. The immense, glittering monstrosity collapses, defeated. Beowulf has triumphed over the seven deadly sins! Now they come from the city of Ring Danes. Princes, barons and people meet the victors. . .
The squadron of Geats stand before King Rogar. The soul of the prince defeated the monster that was created by death and envy and anger.
He kneels to the figure of the hero.
The three comrades closest to his heart stand with Beowulf: Ermanric, Wiglaf and the young Gunnar.
"Beowulf, because of my disbelieving heart, you were led to this deadly land ..."
"I have faith that I will see my god ..."
"Command, Prince, at my old age, your order of penance."
"King Rogar, there, where lived the creatures of evil, the cave of hate, build an altar to Christ our
lord and you will be the first ancient penitent monk ..."
King Rogar makes the sign of the cross in obedience. . .
"I go to my maker without offspring. Gunnar shall reign treating the Geats and the Ring Danes with brotherly love and justice ...
The Heathobard knights hail the chosen one. . .
"My soul glorifies as the Lord calls me to the banquet of His saints. Lift up your banners in the blazing sunshine in this hour of peace, anxious for love. Despise the honor of the world and the golden chest of betrayal and treachery, of mourning, of glory, of martyrdom, praise our lord and His will be done. "
The archangel of God collected the soul of the hero to convey it to heaven. The warriors knelt, weeping.
The squadron of Geats stand before King Rogar. The soul of the prince defeated the monster that was created by death and envy and anger.
He kneels to the figure of the hero.
The three comrades closest to his heart stand with Beowulf: Ermanric, Wiglaf and the young Gunnar.
"Beowulf, because of my disbelieving heart, you were led to this deadly land ..."
"I have faith that I will see my god ..."
"Command, Prince, at my old age, your order of penance."
"King Rogar, there, where lived the creatures of evil, the cave of hate, build an altar to Christ our
lord and you will be the first ancient penitent monk ..."
King Rogar makes the sign of the cross in obedience. . .
"I go to my maker without offspring. Gunnar shall reign treating the Geats and the Ring Danes with brotherly love and justice ...
The Heathobard knights hail the chosen one. . .
"My soul glorifies as the Lord calls me to the banquet of His saints. Lift up your banners in the blazing sunshine in this hour of peace, anxious for love. Despise the honor of the world and the golden chest of betrayal and treachery, of mourning, of glory, of martyrdom, praise our lord and His will be done. "
The archangel of God collected the soul of the hero to convey it to heaven. The warriors knelt, weeping.