Let life fall as it did once befor,
let rain become fire as it did once befor.
For in hell there is more then anough room for a sinner,
and the endless screams that burns makes the air thinner.
so bined me with steal and burn my flesh for i have felt true pain,
the screams of dead man is what keeps me sain.
The death and life in me is whats makes me the antichrist,
the world placed in my hand allshall end in one breath,
i dare you mantion the word heaven or the name christ.
for he has made me who i am in this reched wolrd full of hate,
and for that as i see him die i will wait.
till he calls me his lord,
and at that verry momment i will thenswpie the sword.
to end his life here is what is left.....
a miss interprited prophet
for i am the antichrist and shall end life with my last breath