Valhalla
Faiths and fools will pretend they have the answers to allIn awe they'll defend fictional visions of mist
I never believed in their storiesI never saw sense in their speechAll they ever taught me was hatred
Through the ages your desolate pages we're forced to learnBitter days and your logical maze in returnThrough the stages of conscience in cages we bleed and burnJust take me to Valhalla
Truth and tears of the past haunting my mind as I layAlone have at last made up my mind what you are
No learning or logical methodNo reason or rhyme in your wordI have learned that nothing is sacred
Through the ages your desolate pages we're forced to learnBitter days and your logical maze in returnThrough the stages of conscience in cages we bleed and burnJust take me to Valhalla
Take your time, in the end time takes us all we growOld and ail, don't pretend you have the answers to all
Don't trouble me with all your worriesDon't tell me were born into sinPhysically and mentally naked
Through the ages your desolate pages we're forced to learnBitter days and your logical maze in returnThrough the stages of conscience in cages we bleed and burnJust take me to Valhalla
Existential dictatorship when shall we see the daysCome around when you burn to the ground in a blazeStay this madness and keep all your sadness inside your mazeJust take me to Valhalla