This is the void of souls, the throne of Hell, the fall of humankind and the transgression of Black, more understandably written Glasenmist. Black and dark is our way, but also melodic and melancholic, and so epic and eerie at the same time. But in the end, all is crushed by the wave of unholiness, because death is not beautiful nor is thy Imperium we're here to build on your remains.