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