The Twin Of Icon

Future reserve us a blind horror's trapWe're feeling the smell of deathThe guillotine will cut our headsScience and Church united their standPossessed by evil wantResurrection of the icon one. No...Evil testsCan raise the deadWho can be the next?Maybe your endless breathThey want a new kind of ChristScience and Church gonna smileThe twin of God without sinsMadness guiding monstrosityProphecies foresee a new AntichristThis icon can be a lieOr perhaps now it's timeAnd the child will born and soon will roamMasked and helpful will lieOn his head 666Bow to himDon't know what isBut soon you'll seeAnd finally the world goes bleed