[ Quietly, Loki picks up a slow-paced tune, low like a hum with a thicker accent as he sings under his breath. Warm breaths ghost over Billy's crown and the covers are tucked up to their ears. ]
Down by the icy river Gjöll, Wander far and to Garm come, Pass her bark and skip her bite, Ten days ride through day and night.
Fret not, dear heart, Welcome to the storm, Welcome to my table Bring your hunger.
O'er bright plains, 'thru dark woods, Fly past mountains' crystal hoods, There on a hill sits Asgard gold, Home to heroes young and old.
Fret not, dear heart, Welcome to the storm, Welcome to my table Bring your hunger.
Past pillars shining, ceilings yawning, Horns that howl and strings a'soaring, Here we rest in her finest hall, Valhalla is safe and warm.
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Down by the icy river Gjöll,
Wander far and to Garm come,
Pass her bark and skip her bite,
Ten days ride through day and night.
Fret not, dear heart,
Welcome to the storm,
Welcome to my table
Bring your hunger.
O'er bright plains, 'thru dark woods,
Fly past mountains' crystal hoods,
There on a hill sits Asgard gold,
Home to heroes young and old.
Fret not, dear heart,
Welcome to the storm,
Welcome to my table
Bring your hunger.
Past pillars shining, ceilings yawning,
Horns that howl and strings a'soaring,
Here we rest in her finest hall,
Valhalla is safe and warm.