I lived alone my mind was blank
I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind
What did I see? Could I believe? That what I saw
That night was real and not just fantasy
Just what I saw in my old dreams were they
Reflections of my warped mind staring back at me?
'Cause in my dreams it's always there the evil face that twists my mind
And brings me to despair
Night was black was no use holding back
'Cause I just had to see was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
Was all this for real or just some kind of hell
6-6-6 the Number of the Beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were phrased
As they start to cry hands held to the sky
In the night the fires are burning bright
The ritual has begun Satan's work is done
6-6-6 the Number of the Beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
This can't go on I must inform the Lord
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?
But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes
Seem to mesmerise... can't avoid their eyes
6-6-6 the Number of the Beast
6-6-6 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'll have the fire I'll have the force
I'll have the power to make my evil take it's course
