As the snow fell, the laughter in the valley ceased
The cries of the mothers of Asgard were heard far
The hearts of maidens cried out in agony
As warriors raised their spears to the Bright One
The thundering of Mjölnir on the anvil could be heard
Revenge will be taken, Vengeance will be delivered
Óðinn's Last Words To his son, Baldrs descent
In the ear of his heir the words were whispered