Lyrics Artificial Icon (feat. Tyler Tate) - Westhand

Wavelengths connected the impulse to my ambition
Cascade of sparks fueling this premonition
I wanted it all to burn

Hollow is home
Praying for death, struck with intuition
Expired youth bound by prescripted visions enslaved imprisoned
Follow me down this hole, we dwell below in this twisted game we play
Flirting with annihilation, in the afterlife I reign

How many days I've been stuck in my ways?
I feel my sins weighing down on my shoulders
Drawn to this death wish, commend me to hell
Misguided down below under the devil's spell
Cast out, and forgotten in spite of my creator
While I beg for mercy from a manipulator, fuck

Abomination to this testament in faith, turned away from the gates
No God will see your face
You bastard son of mine, have you lost your fucking spine?

Now that the worst is yet to come
The throne of suffering reanimates the flame, abandonment and shame am I the one to Blame?
Defied his will, enslaved, I suffer
I suffer here

Misguided by agony
For all we know, we're lost in delusion
Wandering aimlessly seeking truth through reason
Blind to the light cast down to this wreckage
Life through a window, on this throne of judgement

No faith, just a means to manipulate
Agony, that place that dwells inside of me
Suffering alone, a prisoner of my own mind
Can I redeem myself in the light of truth?
Or could delusion be a friend of mine?

Now that the worst is yet to come
The throne of suffering reanimates the flame, abandonment and shame am I the one to Blame?
Defied his will, enslaved, I suffer
I suffer here
I suffer here
I suffer here

Suffocating alone
Suspended in time
Why can't I see, how visions of grace are eluding
I've screamed out your name
Come and take me away
They say I won't be saved
Have you abandoned me, God?

How art thou forsaken my soul?
Standing at the edge of hell take my life just to watch our God
Swallow us whole
Deserted child of eternity
Tied down, held back by perceptions of light
This sacred afterlife set ablaze