The Head Reversed (A Symbol of Birth Into Destruction)

My body, guided toward the edge... My eyes, see what lies behind... Ahead. Return to death to find a light before this dark design. This nexus is an exit from this spectral vestibule's confines of flesh. My soul into the void, bending to the sinister... To, upon fatality, ascend beyond the visible. Forever the left hand has crushed what the right creates, but there is an unseen will at the crux of time and space. A hand which wrings the throat of lies. A force that twists my neck to show me forbidden sights. The apocalyptic wisdom of negation is a beacon which shines like a moonlit trident, in secrecy, raised in the dead of night. But it appears as blackness to the blind... Therefore they must face it through horror and divination and be forced to embrace it through torque and sublimation Their heads reversed, as a symbol of this falling world... Violent birth into destruction! The apocalyptic wisdom of negation is a beacon which shines like a moonlit trident, in secrecy, raised in the dead of night. The head reversed! The head reversed!