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The Devil's Iconography
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The Devil's Iconography lyrics:
Intimacy terrifies me
A grim misguidance and rampant lust
Led to a misguided soul
Resorting to carnal degradation
In an attempt to make one whole
The light on the face of a curious child
Beckoning him to come see
The hellish perversion of those who are lost
Draws him in when he should flee
Images branded like trauma
Into my polluted brain
Don't tell me it's harmless
Will I know real love again?
Longing
For the touch of the feminine flesh
To defile it and then leave it alone
Craving
For the friction of another’s flesh
You’ve not known love, a craving all you’ve ever known
A simple piece of flesh that catches the eye
That catches the underdeveloped mind
Eventually it works to bleed the soul dry
To ensure that the soul dies
The devil’s treasures are like excrement
Hidden under false gold paint
The demons in the pictures are very present
Though your thirst makes that presence seem faint
Empty and broken we long for something
Fleeting pleasures in one another’s suffering
Now I picture you
“Degrade me,” you scream
What in the hell is wrong with me?
How have I become so morbidly lost?
This glowing screen fuels my violent thoughts
Imagery
Of perversion of the concept of sex
I was young when it first raped my brain
Harlots
The wicked gained my praise for years
My soul it writhes in pain
No intimacy outside of what I see on this screen
My comprehension of love is flawed
The flesh drives me crazy and I can’t see the soul
Dead as can be in the devil’s hands
Parasitic excuse for media smut
A weapon against all purity
Love doesn’t sell but perversion does
Exalting of degeneracy
Women now marketed as product
As men are molded into predators
Love becomes old fashioned
Losing to carnal behaviors
Operated by the very most evil
Scum who will do quite anything
Performers are simply cattle
Harvested from a dark background
Sex trafficking is the game
As millions of people get off to live rape
Another person’s suffering
Is considered worth the pleasure
Can you imagine if it was your daughter
Your sister, your wife, or mother?
Used and degraded like a piece of meat
By sociopathic heartless perverts
Millions of men now draining their testosterone
The drive to fight constantly dwindling
Millions of women losing their self worth
Because porn teaches them they’re objects
Like a dose of cocaine infinitely in your pocket
The overlords knew, they have us hooked
On a depraved parasite that feasts on the heart
Yet we take another look
Lust turns to violence as they make it appealing
Fueling hatred of the opposite sex
Like all we need are more violent predators
Preying on those who can’t defend themselves
The devil’s iconography
Descends the soul to the flames
The poison of perversion
The mind will never be the same
Rape, sodomy, hatred, this is what pleases us?!
I too am covered in rags of pus
Clothe me in your righteousness
As I step into this maw again
Assuming I won’t be devoured
By the spirits of this loveless sin
I quickly become overpowered
Numb, a craving replaced the heart
Their advertised drug just makes me numb
I’ve repeatedly indulged in crimes against nature
And now I feel dirty
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