Forecast - Continuity

In the world of chaos and false god
Next antichrist will appear
Given birth but not created
He will be equal to his father

You will be bear from blood and pain
The shout will be your first word
The fear will be first what you feel
I am your god, I am your creator

I give you the life and I can give the death
I gave you the free will
I am your god, I am your creator

The wicked whisper in your mind
Tells the words of curse
You're born to suffer
You're born to die
the Tormentor'll never let you go
your pain is to sweet to him

Don't call the death
She doesn't want you
Untill you belong to him
When he abandon yoi
This shall be the end of life
This shan't be the end of suffering

In the circle of pain you'll exist forever
Because you're a man, you're only a piece of dust
The next god you'll become
Next god for your son

The hatred for your heart
The ignorance for your mind
The loss for your soul
These are my gifts for my son