Ikonoklast


Ikonoklast - 6.12.09


Thank You to super radical Lauren from the Discoland.

Lyrics

Father ("demo" by IKONOKLAST)

thanks for the inspiration, father

i can always count on you for bringing me down

you always told me i'd never be anything

as long as i lived my life this way

being who i am - exactly what you say you used to be

but you never were - you were just a lie then, too

just another yuppie - burn-out wanna-be hippie

who's always tried to tell me - what i should be and do

well, i'm sick of all your bullshit, father

'cuz this is who i am

if you can't love a child for the way it is

how can you call yourself a dad?

thanks for giving me support, father

although you've never given me any

you always said i'd never succeed in anything

but i wrote this fucking song, didn't i?

living out my life - the way that i want to

is it such a crime - to be fucking human?

not a servant robot - to support a system

that i refuse to agree with - doesn't that count for anything?

sorry i'm not good enough, father

sorry i'm an ignorant piece of shit

but if you got your mind off drugs and money

than maybe you wouldn't be plagued with such blind incompetence

if i died tomorrow, would you even care?

i'm not the only one who sees this

thanks for giving me life, father

a life of insults, fear, and rejection

i know that you fed me and raised me through childhood

but you wasted your time, 'cuz i should have been aborted

but now i'm a man - or at least a broken shell of one

and though through your eyes - i know that i'm far less

i know that i'm not perfect - nobody is

but it takes more than dirt - to grow a healthy tree (Live: ...shit - to grow a fucking tree)

sometimes i feel your eyes, father

scolding at the fact that i am your child

admonished and rejected, stepped on and shot down

who'd believe that a man of your status would lie?



dissent

i used to stare into the sun - hoping i could see the light

straining my eyes until they burned - leaving me blind

i'm not a victim of your salvation

i don't need your castration

waiting for the spots to fade - drowning in dissent

i've found my redemption - in fruits forbidden

i'm not a victim of your salvation

i don't need your castration

i'm not a believer, don't want to live

forever

is way too long to be stuck with assholes like

you

think your self-righteous ways will save you from eternal

days

of damnation and despair await those without forgiveness and

prayer

is nothing but hope and coincidence held high with blind

reverence

for the pages that you turn is the same i hold as i watch them burn







it shall be written

i saw his picture on the television

that dead soldier's eyes looked just like mine

another human life pissed away

another dictator's quest for world domination

i saw his mother crying

as she held his picture to her chest

…i am the end…..

death shall be written on the faces of children and fear on the hearts of men

freedom shall be stained with cold blood and liberty shall crumble to sand

i'm the king of the world - i'm the teller of lies

on the road to salvation - you will find genocide

eagles line the lion's Belly

frail and weak for the beast to feed Upon

thousands lie quiet and Still

just a number - like a puppet, Hung

heart and eyes torn out from under

don't let them see what's going on

i'm the king of the world - i'm the teller of lies

on the road to salvation - you will find genocide

history repeats itself

Corpses Hold Empty Names

Exploited Youth line the beaten paths

get in line for the killing game

…war creates war…







dead inside

the shadows on the wall - build visions that collect and fall

disintegrate the memory - this cage will never let me free

nothing left for me - but empty bottles and numbered days

just an empty corpse - rotten and decayed

when the darkness comes and the silence whispers in your ear

will you answer it's call?

when the noose hangs down around your neck

will you begin to fall?

skewed by the cracks in the mirror - a stranger grinning, divides

peering back through bloody fingers with blackened nails at bloodshot eyes

hands grasp at a rotting face - with broken skin and open sores

pieces of everything wash down the drain - as he shatters to the floor

cracked and bleeding - so dead inside

turning black - so dead inside

cracked and bleeding - so dead inside

no turning back - so dead inside

getting lost on the road to nowhere - as the wings of angels begin to tear

empty corridors echo my name - with bleeding backs, myself to blame

no more consequences - no hope for today

just razor blades and time - wasting away

when the darkness comes and the silence whispers in your ear

will you answer it's call?

when the noose hangs down around your neck

will you begin to fall?







she

she thinks the world is hers and there'll be no repercussions

she knows what she has, but doesn't understand what it means

she'll destroy her desires, but won't destroy the sorrow and pain

she's got an angel on her face, but a devil lives inside her heart

she built a cage around my mind - and kept the key where I could not find

she's got the ways to make me suffer - she's got the means to keep me blind

she's got the lines drawn - and a devious mind for sin

she won't let me be - she's got her nails under my skin

she says she has the answers for what I feel and for what I hide

she'll tear apart the reasons and leave them broken, shattered, and sore

she tries to run from her fears, just to find she's only running from herself

she chases white rabbits only to dig herself deeper than before

she tells me what I want to hear, then twists and turns her blade

she'll take what she wants and frame it all with broken glass

she's got a taste for pain and she fills her purse with suicide

she's got the legs to match, but left the blood stains and holes in my hands

she built a cage around my mind - and kept the key where I could not find

she's got the ways to make me suffer - she's got the means to keep me blind

she's got the lines drawn - and a devious mind for sin

she won't let me be - she's got her nails under my skin







the needle hole

where fear meets fury, flooded rivers seethe

whispers of guilt and a hunger feed







as she died…so did the world

convulsing with anger and frustration - sometimes i forget to feel

this world is empty…like my heart - empty just like me

i've forgotten what it's like to wonder - like through a child's eyes

but now all i feel is hate - and a desire to bring it all to an end

i'm losing my grip, i'm losing myself, i'm losing everything i was

i gave up trying to care about anything, but now the visions come in floods

i've tried to trip it away, i've tried to drink it away, i've tried to fuck it all away

but as the seeds are sewn, thoughts seethe and are strewn - upon the water like graves

aggressive regression, mental delusions

the sadness, the silence, the somethings some of us know all too well

i've seen her face before and she cries…oh, how she cries

and i scream out from the inside as from the edge she fell

mirrored vision, a self-sacrifice

another hourglass shatters upon the rocks

digging through the shards, blood stains the stones of earth

and all hope is lost

everything's cold and dark - just like the world - as it slips away

i'm losing my grip, i'm losing myself, i'm losing everything i was

i gave up trying to care about anything, but now the visions come in floods

i've tried to trip it away, i've tried to drink it away, i've tried to fuck it all away

but as the seeds are sewn, thoughts seethe and are strewn - upon the water like graves

peering through crimson windows, i can see the future in decay

as her final tear trickles down

nothing can piece her back together - tried and failed, tried and failed

and in a fit of rage i close her eyes and mine

and as she died…so did the world

a plague of fire feasted as eternal night unfurled

a single sensation, a solitary moment of everything and nothing

now only darkness forever more

save me from myself , save me from myself, save me from this world, save me from myself

save me from this world, save me from this world, save me from myself, save this world from this world

when i close my eyes, i wish it was forever - to make it all just go away

like a starless night, eclipsing life - asking me to stay

like leaves that wash upon the shore - winter's mother betrayed

in a world of hurt, in a world of hate - this world wouldn't have understood anyway

as i pour the sand from my hands - i turn my back to the sun

lost and silent whispers wilt and fade into the breeze - no more shall i run







the "W" stands for War


every star on the American flag is a five-sided swastika


radical right-wing gods of destruction have sunk their fangs into America


where freedom is fear and fear is power - and every condescending smile dissolves a civil liberty


an authoritarian autocracy flanked with hypocrisy, militarism, and the death of democracy

in the name of revenge and money - we march our children off to war

but the only weapons of mass destruction are behind the white house door

this is fear, this is war - where all your freedoms will be no more

this is fear, this is war - the road to Baghdad is paved in blood and oil

this is fear, this is war - pay no attention while we quietly declare marshal law

this is fear, this is war - just watch your television, everything is under control

don't you worry, everything is under control

our smiling faces will tell you everything is all right - don't you question our decisions

just ignore the smoke behind us - it's only your constitution

another "terror alert" should keep you quiet - look, we're doing our jobs, can't you see?

hidden behind a facade of "morality" - Haliburton and Cheney will deny everything

the rich get richer and the poor get closer to death

amidst social injustice, all public outcry is silenced

the U.S. would condemn other nations for the same behavior

there's a price to pay for what we've done

the war machine keeps turning with the fuel of bodies burning

where murder, lies, death and greed become foreign policy

don't you dare criticize or we'll demonize and ostracize

code orange, code red - we're surrounded by terrorists

car bombs, insurgency - the Iraqi people must be free

suicide bombs and mortar shells - we're only here to help

that's not your son in a body bag - it's the liberation of Baghdad

at least the oil fields are secure - "mission accomplished," that's for sure

this is fear, this is war - where all your freedoms will be no more

this is fear, this is war - the road to Baghdad is paved in blood and oil

this is fear, this is war - pay no attention while we quietly declare marshal law

this is fear, this is war - just watch your television, everything is under control

don't you worry, everything is under control







rebirth


this is the rebirth - like an agonizing prayer

infantile delusions - spreading filth across the air

point-blank regression - boiling up to overflow

chaotic inverted schemes - drowning in the undertow

pavement paints a canvass - solid black across the sky

the new gods of repercussions - now your world will surely die

state of emergency - corpses line the streets (all day)

witness not the shadows - as the light begins to fade away
rebirth

crucifixion, black incision - cauterized in television

broken wings and shattered dreams - distant echoes, hollow screams

angel whispers forgotten names - teared regret upon her face

thoughts withered, left disfigured - blistered in the cold of winter

the fear that follows as the blade is run

violent disillusions raging through a bleeding gun

rebirth

rebirth - like an agonizing prayer

rebirth - spreading filth across the air

rebirth - boiling up to overflow

rebirth - drowning in the undertow







gray

the shades have been drawn - brick walls come tumbling down

chaos injects itself - infections have no knowledge of cures

nothing lasts forever - nothing forever lasts

nothing for the future - and nothing for the past

you said this road was endless - you said you knew the consequences

the miles have worn holes in my soul - but now it's too late to ever turn back

my visions have lain waste to the temples

the fear inside the hearts of the unborn grows

what we see is not always illusion

and what we feel is never what it seems

only eyes reflect back - the wells have all gone dry

gray matter courses through - tears fill the empty glasses of anger

torment is unforgiving - what glistens is far from gold

hope and faith dissipate - the arms of dead trees sway

organic electronic state - frail, hollow image as the mirror bends

it will be too soon that we learn to forget - and some things should never be forgotten

my visions have lain waste to the temples

the fear inside the hearts of the unborn grows

what we see is not always illusion

and what we feel is never what it seems







the suffering

i surround myself with sorrow - just to feel better about myself

a shallow hole in a sea of skeletons - blanketed by darkness

when the demons come calling - i just let them feed

and the screams of dreams fade into the background as they slowly die

pushed aside from the pain inside and a shameful thing called life

i drift away in a world of decay as i swallow a little more

when i give in (sin) i feel alive again, it's the suffering that makes me whole

a self-inflicted sickness - i hate myself too much to care

i crossed the Rubicon a long time ago - why does it matter anyway?

in this world of ghosts, i wander alone - the shadows pave my way

in the depths of emptiness - it's easy to get lost

tomorrow may never come

if death was a person - it would be the woman of my dreams

standing on the other side - of a wide ravine

and each day i add a brick - to build a bridge across

that will one day bring me to - her soft caress

and the screams of dreams fade into the background as they slowly die

pushed aside from the pain inside and a worthless thing called life

drifting away in a world of decay as i swallow a little more

'cause when i give in (sin) i feel alive again, it's the suffering that makes me whole







communion

arousal by aberration - eyes constrained shut

induration - lustration turns to feral lust

inert and non-viable - sowing seeds in salt-ridden earth

regressing to fetal stature - harvesting at an age so tender

the babylon harlot gives birth to the lamb - threats of damnation

progenitors denied a shuddering tongue - silent indignation

no you don't - never again

the fading past is a fading path - to which i'll never see the end

one thought destroys another - forgotten lessons, fading memories

rotting from the inside - malevolence grows faster than integrity

revulsion and revenge - fallowed fields await the season

contempt fuels the fire inside - everything happens for a reason

flames devour the crotch of christ - while a siren screams from afar

a palace of light from a temple of filth - faltering through the dark

no you don't - never again

the fading past is a fading path - to which i'll never see the end

a specter reveals itself - sterile minds breed invalidity

religion rears its ugly head - disbelief reciprocates throughout the jury

frail and frightened - a waning moon leaves an empty sky

effrontery the conviction - remaining voids denied of life

mother mary's out whoring again - while there's revolution behind the eyes

reaching out for something real - still it fades, just like the light







recluse

living alone in a house built of misery - these aren't the only scars, you see

dismissing all the things that the fears have instilled - the recluse stares blindly

this broken halo that sits upon the world - everyone thinks they are so innocent

but these walls know a different story than you know

the words dripping from his angled mouth - as a cold, cool soliloquy

a memory so unforgiving - paling a holocaust

as heaven's cold kiss meets death's warm embrace - like a violent prayer, a piercing scream

in the last hour before sunrise

don't you fucking look at me - i don't want you to see my face

don't you fucking look at me - i can see their faces in your tears

i can feel the blade is coming - like the blade was coming for them

i can see the fires burning - as the years of neglect ignite your fears

and the recluse rambles on

as a warrant thrust through a basement door - a vengeful sun banished the night

the blood had dried - with nothing left to cry

i only gave them what they wanted - an escape from a tortured life

your sons and daughters spoke of what happens at home

a rupture from the other side - an order left denied

don't you fucking look at me - i don't want to see your face

don't you fucking look at me - i can see their faces in your eyes

i can feel the blade is coming - like the blade was coming for them

i can see the fires burning - as the years of regret ignite from inside







hint of decay

superficial divinities - tendrils sharp into the veins

organisms writhing - prosperity based on pain

animals lie in wait - naiveté united with greed

incoming hands of gods - meager desires in place of needs

adorning masking scents - little scars for each spray

trademarks printed in blood - each with a hint of decay

situations expanding - tilling fields with flesh

in lands of infertility - nothing grows but death

grasping to what's left of life - never experienced freedom

only pleasure was a spinning wheel - which always led to nowhere







bibles and child porn

swallowed up and shit out a broken man

lied to, and tried to, and failing to understand

prophets turn to ghosts, saviors turn to gold

bought and sold, bought and sold

ashes to ashes, and dust to lust - wooden crosses burn and nails, they rust

ashes to gashes, and rust to dust - words distort through time and memories die

i try to turn my back, you try to sew my eyes

nail me to your crass and thrust your fear in my side

the dove awaits with a broken wing - this black cat wastes no time for his offering

feel what i feel, see what i see - and you'll understand what burns inside of me

i don't need to believe in anything - i don't need a fucking savior

godless and faithless, i've shed the skin of snakes

bibles and child porn are for the twisted and depraved

you can burn all our music and the lyrics i've sung

but your children will study my words even when i'm gone







eyes of the beholder

slipping away to the bottom - flesh can't hold out forever

buried deeper and lower than before - a nameless, faceless cadaver

all i ever was, all i'll ever be - exactly what i hoped i'd never be

too little, too late - my kingdom's finally come, i'll be free

in the eyes of the beholder - looking blindly to death's eyes

wrath of life's scars run deep - every time i cry

pain the incentive and what i've become - pleasures never deserved

instead of flesh, i'm covered with scabs - filled with ashes and dirt

in the eyes of the beholder - looking blindly to death's eyes

wrath of life stabs deeper - every time i cry

i've fought hard but have always lost - why do i even try?

guilty in everything i've done - why does my body remain alive?

without worth or purpose - life slowly burns away

spent up in the wind - ashes will never stay

new growth becomes of the old - death bed to cradle

again i die, but still alive - taste the blood-stained saber

in the eyes of the beholder - looking blindly to death's eyes

wrath of life burns endless - every time i cry

in the eyes of myself - looking blindly to death's eyes

wrath of life burns endless - every time - i cry

"Doesn't matter what the shit looks like, your gunna fuckin eat it..." Fred.

Look what Jonah made!!! Wowee!

Check out this video: Ikonoklast - The W Stands for War


the "W" stands for War every star on the American flag is a five-sided swastika radical right-wing gods of destruction have sunk their fangs into America where freedom is fear and fear is power - and every condescending smile dissolves a civil liberty an authoritarian autocracy flanked with hypocrisy, militarism, and the death of democracy in the name of revenge and money - we march our children off to war but the only weapons of mass destruction are behind the white house door this is fear, this is war - where all your freedoms will be no more this is fear, this is war - the road to Baghdad is paved in blood and oil this is fear, this is war - pay no attention while we quietly declare marshal law this is fear, this is war - just watch your television, everything is under control don't you worry, everything is under control our smiling faces will tell you everything is all right - don't you question our decisions just ignore the smoke behind us - it's only your constitution another "terror alert" should keep you quiet - look, we're doing our jobs, can't you see? hidden behind a facade of "morality" - Haliburton and Cheney will deny everything the rich get richer and the poor get closer to death amidst social injustice, all public outcry is silenced the U.S. would condemn other nations for the same behavior there's a price to pay for what we've done the war machine keeps turning with the fuel of bodies burning where murder, lies, death and greed become foreign policy don't you dare criticize or we'll demonize and ostracize code orange, code red - we're surrounded by terrorists car bombs, insurgency - the Iraqi people must be free suicide bombs and mortar shells - we're only here to help that's not your son in a body bag - it's the liberation of Baghdad at least the oil fields are secure - "mission accomplished," that's for sure this is fear, this is war - where all your freedoms will be no more this is fear, this is war - the road to Baghdad is paved in blood and oil this is fear, this is war - pay no attention while we quietly declare marshal law this is fear, this is war - just watch your television, everything is under control don't you worry, everything is under control

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Watch and see.. This was recorded in flagstaff, Arizona. The boys of Ikonoklast, MKIO, and HArdwire were getting lubed up to play a show at teh joint. Being the talented mutha suckas that they are, they decided to invent a new song as writers for a boy band. Special dance moves provided by Hardwire.... Nice, you cant party like us, dont even try....

Thanks for the flick Errrka Von Deetz our super spy eye and drunk tamer.

I would like to say thanks to who ever compiled this. It is awesome! Check it out. It is a collection of pictures set to the song, "The Liar, The Theif, The Whore" that is on our first cd entitled "The Suffering". Thanks!

The Liar, THe Theif, The WHore

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4tfTMIKhW6U

Cowboy Up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZWlPOhUv5o