Luyện nghe bài hát Slain Upon His Altar

I am in the land
Of withering
no truth
Finding depth in various
in their spirit
And shallow are their
Fading away flowers
the sun

And his frailty had to be
My true was to be declared
The holy man opened his
And he let me the blessing
Of his

Drink the blood, drink the
The wine is into the blood of Christ
No, I choose to spit on his
Forever walk the ways
on the cross
Where's your kingdom

All your knowledge is
All your efforts are in

Blood-thirst in my
Puppets of Christ in
But I cut the long ago

What he think of now
When he lies slain his altar
with blood
With the cross stabbed his chest
Just like he was in the back
By his blind
Chalice fall, let the toll!
wine into blood of God

Naked-unsheltered!
The spirit the Holy Grail
Soul
Now for to see
Now stone
And so is the man on the altar!