So bright that light shines from him
Loved by everything and everyone
"Mother I have Been having
Nightmares every night
I dream that I die"

Nothing hurts Balder
Loki found a way
And from the frail mistletoe
He made an arrow
And brought disgrace
To the halls of the Gods
Balder murdered on the floor
May Valhalla's wrath
Fall upon the traitor
In the halls of the gods
Nanna is dead on the floor
Now our hope lies on Hermod

A viking funeral
Balder on his ship
Carrying Nanna
Who died of grief

A viking funeral
Balder on his ship
Carrying Draupnir
And the poor Lit