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ICONOCLAST LYRICS
"Becoming God" (2001 Demo)
1. Pain Or Reality
2. Impaled
3. Eternal Suffering
4. Becoming God
1. Pain Or Reality
I know of the evil, the dark side of the mask
But she entices me, writhing me at last
Her vernal likeness, a hypnotic drug
Seemingly veracious ‘til the virago comes
Down on one knee, she will dispose of my body
Under scorching ones, demoness I succumb
Embryonic state, my heart of late
Benevolence shown, ripping flesh to the bone
Foraging for reasons to the acts she does
Emptying the cartridge, her sanguinary fun
Evil inherits her body today
But what kind of evil will this figure portray
Down on one knee, she will dispose of my body
Under scorching ones, demoness I succumb
Embryonic state, my heart of late
Benevolence shown, ripping flesh to the bone
Who is this whore of ancient lore?
She has seduced me into the noose
Why could I be so easily brought to my knees?
Death comes to me
Is this pain, or reality?
Is she killing me psychologically?
She is the evil goddess, the dark in my night
I cannot escape her grasp, and no relief in sight
Down on one knee, she will dispose of my body
Benevolence shown, ripping flesh to the bone
2. Impaled
The last Messiah walks the dirty streets
Saving all lost souls, purity through agony
I was born to kill
Satisfy my need
Feel the warmth of blood
Raining down on me
Take the lost home, I operate
Incisions, impaled, perversions of rape
I am your god, impaled in name
Sins of the flesh, sucking the pain
Bleeding me now, your arms tied down
Cry out to God, he can’t save you now
A women sinner, fallen from grace
Take her home, put her in her place
Butchering the whore
Anguish on her face
In death she will be
Dying in vain
Excessive amounts of blood, pleasure through the sick
Sever the abdomen, the blood flows thick
He hath been impaled, blood rolls down his brow
Simple crown of thorns, on his head adorn
He hath been impaled, hanging from a cross
Suffer for our sins, suffer for our loss
Forget, all that I know
And what was to be
Slit my wrists to the end
The pain finally
3. Eternal Suffering
Loath, I loathe the day, the day you came home
I Feel, such sympathy, for no one
Back in those times, feelings grew free
Now gone, as with yesterday, the empathy that was me
The tides are changing, death encompassing
How was I to know, it would never grow
Regrets don’t elude me
She...
Somber eyes, can’t deny, the pleasure of my alibi
Seeking the one like you, but there’s no one
Please wait for me, all I can request
Who the fuck am I kidding, there’s no hope for this jest
The tides are returning, drowning perversely
In the dark shadows, her jet-black hair
Am I dying?
They are...
I live for suffering, is there more?
The lust burning inside of me, this is perverse suffering
The voice, demon, piercing the agony in me
Why must my insides rot? Death from inside out
Placing the blame on you, but I still have my doubts
There must be relief for this, lovelorn melancholy
I promise I’ll think of you, as I enter the sea
4. Becoming God
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