Through The Impure Veil Of Dawn by Thus Defiled

Under Blackening Horizons

by Thus Defiled· from Through The Impure Veil Of Dawn

[Nicht von der Samen von Adam sind Wir Abraham ist unser Vater nicht Aber der Samen von der stolz Engel Wurf von Himmel an] We walk as one with shadows Formless, Silent, yet screaming (unheard) Eternal in our service to the fallen one We hunt under Artemis as one