| Song | Slain Upon His Altar |
| Artist | Anata |
| Album | The Infernal Depths of Hatred |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Schälin | |
| 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! |
| zuo qu : Sch lin | |
| 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 | |
| Bloodthirst 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 | |
| Nakedunsheltered! | |
| The spirit outside the Holy Grail | |
| Soul tread | |
| Now for everyone to see | |
| Now facing stone | |
| And so is the man on the altar! |
| zuò qǔ : Sch lin | |
| 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 | |
| Bloodthirst 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 | |
| Nakedunsheltered! | |
| The spirit outside the Holy Grail | |
| Soul tread | |
| Now for everyone to see | |
| Now facing stone | |
| And so is the man on the altar! |