Icon by Bolt Thrower Lyrics

[Verse 1]
No escape, there is no way out
Of this constructed existence
A created image of untrue conception
You cannot find the real you

[Verse 2]
Manipulated a hyped invention
Who is this false identity?
The ideal person, perfect role model
Beneath you can feel the cracks

[Verse 3]
Now your nerves begin to break
You're losing your grip, now it's too late
Perceive this - no fallacy
This icon faces insanity

[Verse 4]
On the verge of mental breakdown
Forgotten realms of madness are found
Now you face the final curtain
You future life is now uncertain