FUNERAL MIST LYRICS

1. Sword Of Faith

Immaculate, flawless pride,
the accuser of their brethren has accused again,
an unerring throw of guilt without sin...
To and fro, up and down.

Infallible, sovereign glory,
O angelic serpent who filled the breadth of the world with tyrants
Come forth! Wash me in the glare of thy shameless perfection.

Violent prayers, roaring psalms,
I have no voice but that of homage for Thee,
Yes, my doubt is an open wound,
yet my conviction the salt within.

Sword of faith,
breastplate of righteousness,
garments of vengeance,
locust and the helmet of Salvation.

Naked splendour, pain divine, each breath is a cry to be sifted, sifted as wheat!
Sifted as wheat!
Wood to the pyre, sifted as wheat!

Scorched lungs, solemn benediction,
I shall make mountains bleed for thy holy mission.

Sword of faith,
breastplate of righteousness,
garments of vengeance,
locust and the helmet of Salvation.

...And he hath put a new song in my mouth,
even praise unto our God:
many shall see it, and fear,
and shall trust in the LORD!

2. White Stone

Numbered, weighed, and found wanting...

A white stone and a new name,
at peace with the lord and freed from blame,
all debts remitted, thy should washed clean,
O glorious splendours of the rebirth.

...But that stone is a lump of coal,
for thou hadst a whore's forehead,
thou refusedst to be ashamed.

A white stone and a new name,
restoring the years that the locust have eaten,
again clean enough to speak his name,
oh happy vantage of a kneeling knee

...But that name is a ghost unseen,
for thou hadst a whore's forehead,
thou refusedst to be ashamed.
Mene, Mene, Tekel, Upharsin...
thou refusedst to be ashamed.

Numbered, weighed, and found wanting...

A white stone and a new name,
thy lamp removed from the altar of shame,
but that name is a ghost unseen,
for thou hadst a whore's forehead,
thou refusedst to be ashamed.

3. Jesus Saves!

And I took my staff,
even beauty,
and cut it asunder...
Have you been into the fire?

Carved in stone or pissed in snow, the day will come!
The day will come!
A clean prayer from an unclean tongue,
there is no life here - only different ways to die,
moth-eaten vows of hollow pride,
skin for skin, yea, skin for skin.
The wine of Sodom, Gomorrah's fields, come
spill now forth the poison of dragons in the name of God.

Chasm from chasm, Armageddon, Armageddon, Armageddon,
A thousand angel jubilation, and upon this rock I will build my church

...And the sun of falsehood shall shine with trust,
from the depths of Satan in the name of God.

O sweetest wormwood,
o glorious gall,
yes sweet is the fruit that grows from the tree of bitterness.
The gall and the wormwood,
the wormwood and the gall,
a velvet kiss and a thousand knives of salt in thy cunt

And I took the sword and brandished it twice...
Have you fed the mother of death?

A clean prayer from an unclean tongue,
this Guilt was old when the world was young,
still shall innocence be my sign,
O LORD, why hast thou not forsaken me?
...And the sun of falsehood shall shine with trust,
from the depths of Satan in the name of God

Jesus saves! Jesus saves!
Drink now his blood, and kill in his name.
Let us pray,
let us pray and prepare our snares for the promised day,
Jesus saves! Jesus saves!
Eat now his flesh, and inject the venom into his name.
A perfect wound from a perfect blade,
the perfect deceit in a perfect world at the perfect day

4. A New Light

Tidal wave!
Blood and black, the second sinner dreams today...
Dying waters, pregnant darkness,
and there will be strange events in
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies,
"REVENGE!"
the blood of Abel cries,
I swallow the dust of a thousand deaths,
in search for the word that can lay waste to the world.

My throat is a thousand open graves,
thousand cataclysms, thousand open graves,
Yes, I am the perfect image of God,
Come hither, soul, I am the way!
Iure divino, I am the way! Ecce signum, I am the way!
To both above and below, so then because thou art lukewarm,
and neither cold nor hot,
I will spue thee out of my mouth,
out of my Eden,
into a world of gravity gone mad...
Thy famous pillars topyle,
thy candlestick removed,
thy roots are dried up.

A new sun, O golden Death!
The sons of the red earth must face our rays, sun of perdition,
O dawn of ash, and there will be strange events in-
theskiesintheskiesinthe-
skies,
"AGAIN!"
The blood of Cain replies,
I swallow the dust of a thousand deaths,
in search for the word that can lay waste the world.

Now let thy blood speak unto the Lord
"MY BLOOD IS SILENT!" cried the whore,
I inhale the song of a thousand wounds, in search for Redemption.

5. Blessed Curse

Cursed shall be the fruit of thy body,
and cursed shall be the fruit of thy land,
Cursed shalt thou be when thou comest in,
and cursed shalt thou be when thou goest out.

And thou shall grope at noonday,
as the blind gropeth in darkness,
and thou shalt not prosper in thy ways:
and thou shalt be only oppressed and spoiled evermore,
and no man shall save thee.

The stranger that is within thee shall get up above thee very high;
and thou shalt come down very low,
he shalt be the head,
and thou shalt be the tail.

And thy heaven that is over
thy head shall be brass,
and the earth that is under thee shall be iron.
The LORD shall make the rain of thy land powder and dust:
from heaven shall it come down upon thee,
until thou be destroyed.

The LORD shall make the pestilence cleave unto thee,
until he have consumed thee from off the land,
whither thou goest to possess it.
The LORD shall smite thee with a consumption,
and with a fever, and with an inflammation,
and with an extreme burning,
and with the sword,
and with blasting,
and with mildew;
and they shall pursue thee until thou perish,
because thou wouldest not obey the voice of the LORD thy God.

6. Living Temples

Spill forth!

Kings shall fall...down before him, as the blood stiffens,
His praise all people sing:
Spill forth thine respendence!
and let thy rampant Glory flow,
piercing light on blindness pour,
making us living temples of Thy Word.
Living temples, living temples.
Let every heart prepare a throne and every throat a brand new song.

To Him shall prayer unceasing,
and daily vows ascend, on wings of murder still increasing,
a kingdom without end.

Come then, let us hasten!
and do his Will with hearts aglow,
kindled Death on blindness pour,
making us living temples of the LORD.

Kingdom...without end.
Kings shall fall...down before Him, as the blood stiffens,
His praise all people sing:

Spill forth thine resplendence!
and let thy rampant Glory flow,
piercing light on blindness pour,
making us living temples of Thy Word.

Living temples, living temples.

Let every heart prepare a throne,
and every voice a brand new song.

7. Anathema Maranatha

Lo! A new angel has come to spread his wings,
a great swarm of plagues to collect our sins,
even now shall they surrender...
to the power of the dog

Sin and sinner, death and dying,
the many waters must be judged,
flesh as straw as soil and soul,
all chained to the great great whore.

For more love than seraphs know,
we will live seraphs burn,
deep in bonds of miry clay,
the many waters must be judged.

He shall suck the poison of asps!
the viper's tongue shall slay him!
He shall suck the poison of asps!
the viper's tongue shall slay him!
...and yes he shall fall among them that fall!

ANATHEMA MARANATHA!
ANATHEMA MARANATHA!
The Anathema is in the midst of thee,
let him be had in execration Maranatha.
The Anathema is in the midst of thee,
let him be Anathema Maranatha!

Hell from beneath is moved to meet thee,
moved to meet thee at thy coming,
it stirreth up the dead for thee,
even all the chief ones of the earth.

Hell is naked, naked before him,
and destruction hath no covering,
and yes, he shall fall among them that fall,
for he hearest not the LORD!

For more love than seraphs know,
we will like seraphs burn,
deep in bonds of miry clay,
the many waters must be judged.

He shall suck the poison of asps!
the viper's tongue shall slay him!
He shall suck the poison of asps!
the viper's tongue shall slay him!
...and yes, he shall burn in the fires of rejection,
for he hath gone a whoring from the LORD our GOD!

8. Anti-Flesh Nimbus

Build in me, O LORD!
and once again grant me Light,
to fill this human void,
Yes, chasten me with Sight!
I speak wounds, and my blood is a tune of Death,
and my word shall devour flesh.

I slayed the lion to become him, I am HUNGER!
Anti-flesh nimbusl...
I crush my eyes, to gain the sight of a god.

My heart is fixed, O LORD,
and my veins are prepared,
to receive thy venom, to channel thy glare.
Mad with the overflow,
I open my chest, and my word shall devour flesh.

The earth trembled and was silent, shook and stood still.

Anti-flesh nimbus...
I choke the human within, to gain the will of a god.







FUNERAL MIST LYRICS