Inversion of Samadhi Lyrics

O, thee art of Akephalos
Whose mysterious face I might envision
Headless invoker of Phallus
Who, into this very earth, made his incision
May myst'ries therein come unto
Me, that impregnated earth, e'er in motion
Dimensions that embrace quadridecahedron:
A gift given to me of my devotion

Vortex spiral away, brought lower than this Earth's bottom

Away from earth, away from existence
At the cusp... Event horizon fall

The tunnel more vast than anything yet seen
This earth and all the stars could not fill the (w)hole

And what is thy tortured scream,
The jawbones stretched unnaturally wide
If not a wordless invocation unto the limits of thy fear?

O, Scourged was your mind, whipped away from reason
Yet the measurement of thy wounds is not merely actuarial
The coagulation of delusion
The vacuous woeful illusion of thy art,
The science that was ravaged of thy hand

The mercurial dissolve, away, away...

Plunging into the fiery portal
The undulating lava pseudopods
Clawing netherwards: vicious descent that was miles and miles
No exit but that below Paradise

Mirror reflection purest: Ain-Soph Aur
Fin'lly staring into your truest face
The nadir of your work, the revelation of futility
Asar-un-nefer: This Wyrk is complete