Thy Primordial Icon Retribution
Insidious manipulation
Soul seduction
Bring forth my dawn your dusk
Seeking the dark, shunning the light
Facing the image reflecting black
Forcing suicidal thoughts
Beyond redemption, I'll assassinate your soul
To be released from everything
And cease the cycles course
There's no use saving the miserable
To become free someone has to suffer
Evolve to the next level
Crush - what crushed can be
Withhold of ecstasy
Watch the shadows of the old self dwindle
The blood we share, inevitably rage
Heart, enticed through your chest
Descent into decadence
Icon retribution
The sinister spree has settled its tracks
You are turning blue
Insidious manipulation
Soul seduction
Bring forth my dawn your dusk
There's no use saving the miserable
Crush - what crushed can be
