Valhalla

Faiths and fools will pretend they have the answers to all

In awe they'll defend fictional visions of mist



I never believed in their stories

I never saw sense in their speech

All they ever taught me was hatred



Trough the ages your desolate pages we're forced to learn

Bitter days and your logical maze in return

Through the stages of conscience in cages we bleed and burn

Just take me to Valhalla



Truth and tears of the past haunting my mind as I lay

Alone have at last made up my mind what you are



No learning or logical method

No reason or rhyme in your word

I have learned that nothing is sacred



Take your time, in the end time takes us all we grow

Old and ail, don't pretend you have the answers to all



Don't trouble me with all your worries

Don't tell me were born into sin

Physically and mentally naked



Existential dictatorship when shall we see the days

Come around when you burn to the ground in a blaze

Stay this madness and keep all your sadness inside your maze

Just take me to Valhalla