Funeral Mist – In Nomine Domini Lyrics

In the name of the Lord
I come against you — carried forth by the wind of your fall
Behold and ponder;
Hell is made anew — the brimstone comes alive
Come and greet the judgment — in which you shall dissolve
Bow and give thanks for we have pillaged God — and made his vengeance our own
In the name of the Lord
I come against you — high on the sweet irony of the cross
Behold and ponder;
You will have no peace — no restless and rootless fall
Come now, greet the downfall — of your revered free will
Bow and give thanks for we have built on death — and made her hunger our home
In the name of the Lord
I come against you — carried forth by the wind of your fall
Accept now the flame
In which you shall be cleansed
Behold and ponder;
Hell is made anew
See now, the brimstone of my psalms come alive
Accept now the faith in which you shall devolve
Come and greet the judgment — in which you shall dissolve
Bow and give thanks for we have pillaged — and made his vengeance our own