Last of the viking norsemen poets

i have come undone by the blades of the god and world that do not understand me my cold heart is silenced when i sit on the lavatory forgive me world i must take a dump and clear my head, my helmet has got stuck and i must call the firebrigade, i did my best when i got my big toe stuck in the tap when i was having a bath, oh someone turn on the light so i can blow my nose and wipe my ass each day goes by, i must ask myself why i am the last of the viking norsemen poets, i have bought 20,000 acres of land on the moon, to start a new life with my men if the fire brigade manage to get my toe out of this damn tap. I got the horn of my helmet stuck up my ass,the world does not understand.