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