I feel a chill in my heart   Like lingering winter cold   I and my son are torn apart   He was just 6 winters old      My first-born was he   And the last of my kin   The last one to carry my name   Death smiled at him its deadly grin   There is no one for me to blame      The fate of Norns awaits us all   There is no way to escape   The day to answer Oden’s call   Or walk through Hel’s gate      I carry him to my ship   He seems to be asleep   But the deep blue colour of his lips   Is enough to make me weep      No man should have to bury his child   Yet this has been my share   The tears I shed run bitter and wild   It’s a heavy burden to bear      His body feels so light in my arms   His skin is pale as snow   Yet his weight feels heavy in my heart   As my sadness continues to grow      Allfather!   What fate has been given to me?   Why must I suffer?   Why must I feel this pain?   Allfather!   Life has lost it’s meaning to me   I think I’m going insane!      I lay him down on a pyre   A burial worthy a king   And as I lie down by his side   I hear the weaving Norns sing      The fate of Norns awaits us all   There is no way to escape   The day to answer Oden’s call   Or walk through Hel’s gate      The fate of Norns awaits us all   There is no way to escape   The day to answer Oden’s call   Or walk through Hell’s gate