The serpent strikes

Strikes again

Let him inside you



The silent serpent strikes again

With visions

In tongues

In broken rhymes



In visions and tongues

Inhuman shades of grins

In colors searing in ones mind



Feed on me

Breed on me

Horror god in black



Voices in me



There shall be no god before me

I am iconoclastic



Elevate your iconoclastic highs

I'll be the lab rat to break the silence



The greater the sin

In every code of life

The lifeless in fear

The strongest root it is



Heading the light

The knowledge of pain

Renegade soul

The purest of man



As fire to burn at the weakest of man



I rage for I cannot live in a world of taboos



Where no mind is existence



In the name of my soul



Honor



In visions and tongues

Inhuman shades of grins

In colors searing in ones mind



Feed on me

Breed on me

Horror god in black



And still your heart and mind in perpetual suicide

Now look at me



There shall be no god before me

I am

Iconoclastic