Intro
(Baldr! Baldr!)
I saw it coming — every dream confirmed it...
(Hu-ha!) The whole world swore — one thing permitted —
Loki found the loophole — Höðr transmitted —
(Baldr!) The brightest god walked into the dark admitted...
Verse 1
My dreams came first — three nights running the same road,
Death at the end — mistletoe — the payload.
Frigg rose before dawn and began to unload —
Every stone, every plant, every creature's full code.
Fire swore it, water swore it, every iron and stone —
Every sickness, every serpent — all the oak and the bone.
I stood in the ring while they tested what she'd sewn —
Every spear they threw at me fell harmless and alone.
The gods laughed — made a game of it — threw harder —
Nothing touched me — I was bright like I was armor.
Loki watched from the edge — something in the quarter
Of his eye that wasn't laughter — something starker.
He found the one thing Frigg thought too young to matter —
Mistletoe on the oak-branch — soft — the flatter
Of an afterthought — he shaped it — brought it after —
Guided Höðr's blind throw — heard the silence shatter.
Pre-Chorus
I hit the ground and even Hel went quiet for the moment (the moment)
Every god above me — grief — no one could condone it.
Odin bent and whispered something — secret — don't own it —
Even dying I could feel the weight — he alone known it. (uh!)
Chorus
I dreamed the death before the mistletoe was thrown (was thrown!)
Most beloved — most protected — died alone (died alone!)
Hel's half-dark and half-living — that's my throne (that's my throne!)
Baldr waits beneath the worlds — til the green has grown! (Hu-ha!)
Verse 2
Hermóðr rode Sleipnir nine nights through the darkness falling —
Valleys so deep the eye stopped its recording.
Came to Hel's gate — leapt the bridge without calling —
Found me seated in the mead-hall — honored, not appalling.
Hel listened — said: if all things weep for Baldr —
Every living thing in grief — not one colder —
Then I'll release him — let the bright god smolder
Back into the world — go ask the living — tell the holder.
They asked every stone, every beast, every river —
Everything wept — warm things all deliver.
One giantess alone sat dry — the shiver
Of Loki in disguise — that's what he gave her.
Þökk — one dry eye — and the door sealed on me.
I watched Hermóðr's back disappear — no condemnation.
Loki chose the darkness so I'd keep my station —
I understood it even then — patient resignation.
Pre-Chorus
I dreamed the death before the mistletoe was thrown (the moment)
Every god above me — grief — no one could condone it.
Odin bent and whispered something — secret — don't own it —
Even dying I could feel the weight — he alone known it. (uh!)
Chorus
I dreamed the death before the mistletoe was thrown (was thrown!)
Most beloved — most protected — died alone (died alone!)
Hel's half-dark and half-living — that's my throne (that's my throne!)
Baldr waits beneath the worlds — til the green has grown! (Hu-ha!)
Bridge
You want to know what it's like inside the waiting?
(what is it like?)
Not the dark — the dark is just the casing.
(not the dark...)
Not the cold — the cold is just the spacing.
(not the cold...)
It's knowing what is coming and embracing.
I heard Gjallarhorn — it reached me even under —
Heard Surtr's fire-sword split the sky asunder —
(heard the fire...)
Heard Fenrir's chain snap loose like winter thunder —
(heard the chain...)
Felt the nine worlds shake and then go under.
Then the water pulled back slow — and the earth came —
(the earth came...)
Green — unburned — answering to a new name.
(new name...)
And Hel's gate opened — no key — no claiming —
(gate opened...)
The brightest thing in all nine worlds stopped waiting.
I walked out first —
(walked out first...)
Into a world that had no grave to give me.
(Skál to the light! Skál — death couldn't keep thee!)
(Baldr returns — the new green world comes freely!)
Drop — Instrumental
Chorus
I dreamed the death before the mistletoe was thrown (was thrown!)
Most beloved — most protected — died alone (died alone!)
Hel's half-dark and half-living — that's my throne (that's my throne!)
Baldr waits beneath the worlds — til the green has grown! (Hu-ha!)
Outro
(Baldr! Baldr!)
The new sun climbs...
(Hu-ha!)
I walked out of Hel
into the green.
The brightest god
was always coming back.
(The dark was just the waiting.)
