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!