Bolt Thrower - Icon Lyrics
No escape, there is no way outOf this constructed existenceA created image of untrue conceptionYou cannot find the real youManipulated a hyped inventionWho is this false identity?The ideal person, perfect role modelBeneath you can feel the cracksNow your nerves begin to breakLosing grip, now it's too latePerceive this no fallacyThis icon faces insanityOn the verge of mental breakdownForgotten realms of madness are foundNow you face the final curtainYour future life is now uncertain===