Cult of Luna

Shun The Mask from Vertikal II

Keep in mind the numbers that are aligned One by one, compared and dissolved He delivered the righteous. A fluid tone of gray There is nothing to harbor. There is no place to linger. Never did we chase the light. Out of darkness but into the night Never forget, never repent. Surrender the will of mind Shun the veil. Shun the mask. With intention to free the mind He turned back around to devour his own kind