SARGEIST LYRICS

1. The Rebirth Of A Cursed Existence

The rebirth of a cursed existence
Unfolding unto time again.
Cruelty of the blackest Countess.
Conjured of old grim tales.

Macabre visions excavated.
Screams and blood, the Silverclaw.
In her dungeons of darkness.
Burning miserable fates.

Faces twisted of horror.
Youthfull glow will shine no more.
Children blood from a golden flask.
So orgasmic and exquisite.

Writhing bodies turning pale.
The Countess drinks from the stream.
Throats slit open giving vent
For cold to enter, blood to flow.

The tales, the legend and the memory.
Would have disappeared since long.
But in the cemetarical entity.
Are reborn and howled in the night.

The Countess of Cachtice
From a dark burning past.
The priest had died one night ago.
Announcing her rebirth.

2. Sinister Glow Of The Funeral Torches

March to the black holocaust has begun
Funeral tones echo over all the land
The rebirth of a satanic empire of death
Without the human Christian millions of weak

Black pure imperial blood
Herited from funeral sworn
In the soil where rotting bones were placed
Our souls grew and from the curse were born

We are not human though human appears outside
Maybe human destiny awaits for this flesh
We are the face of your timeless death
A circle made of sinister, morbid intentions

The strong race is coming to end all life
The creature of god, the larva of feebleness
Of such monumental hate darkness will rise again
Bestial offering of human blood (final nail to the coffin of god)

In the endless night to come
Roaring hell of Black Metal
Sinister light of the funeral torches
You'll see it before a sword

3. Reaping With Curse And Plague

4. Cursed Be The Flesh I Have Spared

I step into a cave full of bats.
Tired of the bloodthirsty hunt.
With black leather wings of Hell.
No mercy in my heart cold as death.

But where is the coffin of my nest.
Have the humans finally found me?
Cursed be the flesh I have spared.
You can hunt but never will you win....the Dark.

I take the form of a funeral fog.
Weird and full of tormented souls.
Beware, superstitious mortals.
With claws of black steel I slay.

Pitiful herd with stakes and crosses.
See what Evil breeds from hurting me.
I spit on your efforts to destroy me.
Your souls I'll soon possess..in the Dark.

5. Vorax Obscurum

Vorago...
Burning spells and incantations.
Blasphemies and desecration.
Consecrated in devouring.
All the life in Darkness.

Iron will, and fist to match it.
I am the arrow pointed at you.
From the scorching bow of Satan.
In readiness to hammer you down.

Vorax obscurum
Devouring you soul.
Devouring the light.
From you heart turning cold.

Omens read of carnage visions.
Clad in dust and spider webs.
From the cauldron of master Satan.
I am the poison boiled with HATE.

Vorax obscurum
Devouring you soul.
Devouring the light.
From you heart turning cold.

Pontifex, sacerdos.
Infandus mortuus.
Vorax obscurum.
The Eater of human souls.

6. Wraith Messiah

Years have passes since you buried me.
Left me to rot forgotten and despised.
Like the life also death rejected me.
Too soon you thought you rid of me.

Here I am, breathing hate and pain.
The fog depressing me once more.
My fingers are twisted and broken.
My flesh is slimy and weird.

No longer can I speak with voices.
That you would recognize.
Screeching, rasping, and gargling and howling.
Will you share this suffering?

You hope that you had eyes in your back.
When my hands grasp on your throat.
Strangling you and taking joy in fear.
I'm a miserable entity of wrath.

I carry the stench of the grave.
Like a mist hovering around my being.
I curse the moon and it's blaze.
For it no longer pleases me.

Cursed to wander polluting the earth.
I'm the black melancholic wraith.
Sent in from the unknown hells to rape you.
To glorify what I became in the end.







SARGEIST LYRICS