the pathfinder and the prophetess

""Who is this man who for me is unknown Who forces me to go such a hard way I am covered with snow beaten by rain I am wet through by dew & death I have known for a long time I am the pathfinder accustomed to battle For whom is the hall decked here in Helheim Silence not prophetess I seek your answers Who shall bring death to the son of Odin For Balder the mead A drink for the noble I was forced to speak Now silence is my name Hod shall guide him Shall be his bane I was forced to speak Now silence is my name Now tell me this who shall punish this deed Kill Balders killer and place him on the pyre A child one night old shall kill Balders killer Not wash his hands nor comb his hair Until the fire burns Now tell me this; What maidens are those Who weeps such heavy tears? You are no Volve but a mother of giants. Right you are Odin See you after the wolf For Balder the mead A drink for the noble I was forced to speak Now silence is my name Hod shall guide him Shall be his bane I was forced to speak Now silence is my name""