Dreams of darkness, Dreams of death Dreams of darkness, Slowly hastening its tread Grim dreams torment me at night Dreams which I foresee my own death No distinct memory remains Of these things that haunt my sleep Only visions of my own demise Lurking in the shadows of my mind "Fear not, my troubled son. All things on this earth will pledge an oath Never to harm you in any way; No evil will ever cross your path." Mounted on his eight-leafed steed Vegtamr rode to the depths of Niflher To resurrect a dead seeress Who confirmed Balder's untimely death Proclaiming the downfall of the word Before sinking back into her grave