We stare into the radiant light, and stumble blind and mad into the moonless night. We bow not our heads, nor do we ask for mercy. The world is agony. This is a journey of pain, ecstasy, and death. We do not seek companionship, because this prison of flesh is a solipsism. We straddle the balancing point between light and darkness, love and hate, life and death. We hide our countenance to reveal the hidden faces of the gods. Eternity is but an instant. Trepaneringsritualen, one of many nom de guerre of Thomas Martin Ekelund, has been active since 2008 and has performed countless live rituals across the world.