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