Faiths and fools will pretend they have the answers to allnIn awe they'll defend fictional visions of mistnnI never believed in their storiesnI never saw sense in their speechnAll they ever taught me was hatrednnTrough the ages your desolate pages we're forced to learnnBitter days and your logical maze in returnnThrough the stages of conscience in cages we bleed and burnnJust take me to ValhallannTruth and tears of the past haunting my mind as I laynAlone have at last made up my mind what you arennNo learning or logical methodnNo reason or rhyme in your wordnI have learned that nothing is sacrednnTake your time, in the end time takes us all we grownOld and ail, don't pretend you have the answers to allnnDon't trouble me with all your worriesnDon't tell me were born into sinnPhysically and mentally nakednnExistential dictatorship when shall we see the daysnCome around when you burn to the ground in a blazenStay this madness and keep all your sadness inside your mazenJust take me to Valhalla