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