Sargeist - Cursed be the Flesh i Have Spared

Black Metal Funeral Curses 2005 Compilation “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 Dark. I take the form of a funeral fog. Weird and full of tormented souls. Beware,supersticious mortals. With claws of black steel I slay. Pitiful