I worship the creative ones
The encouraged few
Without imprisoned thoughts
I praise the ones who seek themselves
Not the fools restrained by authority
No one shall revere your somber
Rapture for the afterlife
You will fall into the darkness high above
No one shall revere your somber
Rapture for the afterlife
You will fall into the darkness high above
I condemn the illusion of deities
It is a force of ma**ive lunacy
I will conquer the throne of splendour
Without deceit of absurd prophecies
I shall never tremble
Never taste his flesh and blood
Somber rapture
I shall never tremble
Never taste his flesh and blood
No one shall revere your somber
Rapture for the afterlife
You will fall into the darkness high above
No one shall revere your somber
Rapture for the afterlife
You will fall into the darkness high above