Töck's Taunt: Loke's Treachery Part II - Amon Amarth

You come to me, eyes full of grief

You ask of me to shed all my tears

To let him return from kingdom of fears

Why should I weep?

Or lose any sleep?

He never brought me pleasure or glee

So why would I help to set Balder free?

You come to me, eyes full of grief

All of your tears mean nothing to me

So why will you not just leave me to be?

Am I to blame?

Well, I’m not ashamed!

Oh how I smiled when I heard the tale

Of Loke the sly, so clever and brave

Höder the fool, Lopt’s willing tool

He held the twig that cut Balder’s skin

Lopt aimed the shot

That killed Höder's twin

Leave me alone

Don’t come here and moan

I’ve never wished to see Balder’s well

So let his soul remain down in Hel

My name is Töck and I won’t cry

I won’t let Balder return

Let Hel keep her treasured prize

Let his soul forever burn

You come to me and cannot believe

That this old crow now talking to you

Is Loke not Töck you bloody dawn fools

You come to me and you do not see

All of your tears mean nothing to me

Why will you not just leave me to be

My name is Töck, and I won’t cry

I won’t let Balder return

Let Hel keep her treasured prize

Let his soul forever burn