Hidden in the shelter of solitude,
The order sits enthroned.
The fortresses of its holiness,
The gates to bliss.
Behind thick monastery walls,
Some predatory eyes lurk,
/>At the beckoning of evil,
Those who cower on the ground.
Here a twitch, there a look,
Whoever lingers here cannot go back,
WÃ Belzebub senses in his heart,
To be driven out only with pain.
Help, oh help in this hour,
Make well with the lashes of the whip,
What has become desolate, rotten and empty ,
And heavy, so heavy...
In Nomine! In your name,
My heart glows, the pain rages!
In Nomine! In your name,
My heart glows, the pain rages!
In Nomine! In your name,
Listen to me, break the spell!
Words, magic formulas alike,
Embrace, soon captivate the spirit
All those who are too weak,
/>They stagger under their burden.
Send a sign, send the light,
Holy smoke envelops us tightly,
Holy water on the skin,
So that the ice of the soul thaws .
In Nomine! In your name,
My heart glows, the pain rages!
In Nomine! In your name,
Listen to me, break the spell!
The battle rages for seven days, seven nights,
Göttertämmung in the spirit leads it gently.
Will the horror fade,
Or will he lose his life?
In Nomine! In your name,
My heart glows, the pain rages!
In Nomine! In your name,
My heart glows, the pain rages!
In Nomine! In your name,
Hear me, break the spell!
In Nomine!
In Nomine!

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