The Number Of The Beast

I left alone, my mind was blank

I needed time to think, to get the memories from my mind

What did I see?

KILL EM!

But what I saw that night was really not just fantasy

Just what I saw

In my old dreams

Worthy reflections of my warm mind staring back at me

Cause in my dreams, it's always her

The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair

I was black, was no use holding back

Cause I just had to see, was someone watching me

In the mist our figures move and twist. Was all this for real or just some kind of hell?

666, the number of the beast. Hell and fire were spawned to be released.

Torches blaze and sacred chants will praise

As they start to cry, "Heads up to the sky!"

In the night the fires are burning bright

The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done

Six, six, six, the number of the beast

Sacrifice is going on tonight

This can't go on, I must inform the law, can this still be real or just some crazy dream?

But I feel drawn towards the chanting horns, seem to mesmerize, can't avoid their eyes.

Six, six, six, the number of the beast

Six, six, six, the one for you and me

I'm coming back

I will return

And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn

I have the fire force

I HAVE THE POWER TO MAKE MY EVIL TAKE ITS COURSE!