Son of sir, in the shadows of Helheim you shall remain dead, for no giant has
mourned your death. Resist, three winters in a row will batter the land, the stars will
go out in the sky, Hel will open unleashing chaos, the herdsman of the Jtunn will sit
smiling on his tomb, strumming his harp. Hrym shall lead his army and sail on his
ship Naglfar. Everything shall surrender, but when this time comes, you will release
yourself and come back to life as the new king of the heavens. Balder, son of Odin!
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
