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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