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 law
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 its course