| Song | Aim Not at the Kingdom High |
| Artist | Anata |
| Album | The Infernal Depths of Hatred |
| 作曲 : Schälin, Svensson | |
| Bounds of the kingdom divine | |
| From the horizons of God | |
| The angel beholds our world in flames | |
| And the crowds who rejoice | |
| In both pleasure and pain | |
| Her heart is filled with tears | |
| Heavy as wings of the raven dark | |
| For her father the lord forbade her | |
| To taste the apple | |
| That fell to the ground | |
| For all the pleasures of heaven are shallow | |
| Though eternal | |
| I would trade this for a day | |
| Among the mortals | |
| For just a day | |
| I would sacrifice all that was given to me | |
| My whitest wings, my faith | |
| And my virginity, so take my soul | |
| Blacken my wings and let the gates | |
| Of light be forever closed | |
| Mortals - Open your arms | |
| And greet me with what never was | |
| Given to me | |
| Initiate me into all that was | |
| Hidden from me | |
| My hunger is insatiable, my wish for fire | |
| Is deeper than the skies | |
| And like the fallen angels we will ruin | |
| All that is trying to hold us back | |
| Virgin maidens are to be engaged | |
| In the obligations to those of the damned | |
| And the angel prayed | |
| To ascend in our world | |
| As she was given to the flames | |
| For we are not the children of God | |
| And we aim not at the kingdom high | |
| All that is divine is to be dead | |
| And all that ever was in decline | |
| For shallow are the pleasures of God | |
| And I aim not at the kingdom high | |
| "So give me pain | |
| Teach me to know myself again | |
| For self-denial is the norm | |
| On which all my thoughts | |
| And identity was formed | |
| So show me pain | |
| Fulfill all my dreams | |
| That have been veiled in vain | |
| For my blood and my veins are of sin | |
| And my soul has been sold so show me pain" |
| zuò qǔ : Sch lin, Svensson | |
| Bounds of the kingdom divine | |
| From the horizons of God | |
| The angel beholds our world in flames | |
| And the crowds who rejoice | |
| In both pleasure and pain | |
| Her heart is filled with tears | |
| Heavy as wings of the raven dark | |
| For her father the lord forbade her | |
| To taste the apple | |
| That fell to the ground | |
| For all the pleasures of heaven are shallow | |
| Though eternal | |
| I would trade this for a day | |
| Among the mortals | |
| For just a day | |
| I would sacrifice all that was given to me | |
| My whitest wings, my faith | |
| And my virginity, so take my soul | |
| Blacken my wings and let the gates | |
| Of light be forever closed | |
| Mortals Open your arms | |
| And greet me with what never was | |
| Given to me | |
| Initiate me into all that was | |
| Hidden from me | |
| My hunger is insatiable, my wish for fire | |
| Is deeper than the skies | |
| And like the fallen angels we will ruin | |
| All that is trying to hold us back | |
| Virgin maidens are to be engaged | |
| In the obligations to those of the damned | |
| And the angel prayed | |
| To ascend in our world | |
| As she was given to the flames | |
| For we are not the children of God | |
| And we aim not at the kingdom high | |
| All that is divine is to be dead | |
| And all that ever was in decline | |
| For shallow are the pleasures of God | |
| And I aim not at the kingdom high | |
| " So give me pain | |
| Teach me to know myself again | |
| For selfdenial is the norm | |
| On which all my thoughts | |
| And identity was formed | |
| So show me pain | |
| Fulfill all my dreams | |
| That have been veiled in vain | |
| For my blood and my veins are of sin | |
| And my soul has been sold so show me pain" |