I am lost in the land 

Of withering shadows 

Seeking no truth 

Finding depth in various things 

Weak in their spirit 

And shallow are their hearts 

Fading away like flowers 

Under the sun 



And his frailty had to be shared 

My true belief was to be declared 

The holy man opened his heart 

And he let me receive the blessing 

Of his lord 



Drink the blood, drink the blood 

The wine is turned into the blood of Christ 

No, I choose to spit on his face 

Forever walk the enlightened ways 

Died on the cross 

Where's your kingdom now? 



All your knowledge is worthless 

All your efforts are in vain 

Sanguinary 

Blood-thirst in my nature 

Puppets of Christ in consanguinity 

But I cut the strings long ago 



What does he think of now 

When he lies slain upon his altar 

Dripping with blood 

With the cross stabbed through his chest 

Just like he was stabbed in the back 

By his blind faith 

Chalice fall, let the bell toll! 

Transform wine into blood of God 



Naked-unsheltered! 

The spirit outside the Holy Grail 

Soul tread 

Now for everyone to see 

Now facing stone 

And so is the man on the altar!