Isolation Icon And The Blackguard Songtext / Lyric

Isolation Icon & The Blackguard






I unmasked my genesis, this given inbound patricide

While clairvoyance killed the super-ego and this all meaning died.

I beheld a million brainchildren murdered on the illiberal pyre

And an implacable pandemonium of a prodigious wobbling hive

Draped in abounding droning shapes

Gifted a bluebottle fleece

Hymns scribbled in a spidery hand

Caught shifting in the breeze

As a rabis tragedian, accosting this imbecile morale

While impeaching their cerulean innocence my laceration of faith prevailed.

Debonairity instantly gifted,

I now fail to bewail their fall,

as I sneer at their febrile fear and halter their moribound call.

Patron of Misanthropy

Avatar of sanity

A bulwark in heathen lands

Blasted flawless by the sand

Embellished by its drudges and moldering sanctimony survives

Through incessant mystical obese which the samblance of truth denies.

Self-abnegation resounding and abjected to a gallantry-show,

Of needless flimsy threats - This the humans of Earth bestow.

Tracing lines with mounting glee

Flashed a web-cracked smile

Eldritch turns of father time

Concoction of mead and bile

Boundless preternatural wrangling and baspattering

profound, in quile and iconolatry and gormless mass

is bound. Fragmentation of the perceptive and in the

nebulous enwrapped, signing the great necrology - By

odius gibber entrapped.

Widower of a numbing host

Communal vestigial bride

Litaire of immaculate zeal

Reinforce the "I"

In the maelstrom still imploring in coltish laboured

need, the headsmen of heterogeneity are a gasping noxious

breed. Dissimulating the plausible,

nugatory accolade of disillusion,

with eveningsongs of undiluted clemency drabbled in pure confusion.

Patron of misanthropy

Avatar of sanity

A bulwark in heathen lands

Blasted flawless by the sand

Above this quaint opulence,

this risible neurathenia of man,

I cachinate as a blackguard,

travelling these dying lands.

In the ablart of lamentation lupine I walk in knavery,

mordacious with an eerie truth - A rampant obfuscating novelty.

Patron of misanthropy

Avatar of prophanity

The bulwark of these heathen lands

Blasted flawless by the sand