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 Through 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 Through 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 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 Through 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 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