Lyrics:
Sargeist Disciple Of The Heinous Path

terrible mournful past. Fear and misery of the peoples memories Waiting for the coffin lid to open. With a Chalice raised to the Majesty I'm his disciple

the heretic path,iron will prevails. To rise and survive In this world object and rotting. Darkness means the highest knowledge. On the heretic path,

The curse has not been lifted-its stronger than the passing time. Black metal is a spell-of misanthropic light. Burning in my eyes-disciple of the Heinous Path