Dreams of darkness,nDreams of deathnDreams of darkness,nSlowly hastening its treadnnGrim dreams torment me at nightnDreams which I foresee my own deathnNo distinct memory remainsnOf these things that haunt my sleepnOnly visions of my own demisenLurking in the shadows of my mindnnFear not, my troubled son.nAll things on this earth will pledge an oathnNever to harm you in any way;nNo evil will ever cross your path.nnMounted on his eight-leafed steednVegtamr rode to the depths of NiflhernTo resurrect a dead seeressnWho confirmed Balder's untimely deathnProclaiming the downfall of the wordnBefore sinking back into her grave