[[Verse: 1]]
Bodies laying all over
the floor, Sergeant Troy staring

at gore 30 pounds of red
on the walls and your mom
guts all over the hall, looking

like red rum hun your done
your dead 6.6.6 3am taking it again
your in the hall making sure eveyrbody

is where they are soppose to be not left
out alone by themselfs or dead trying to murrdur
em self hang himself death stalks Demons walk apon us

6.6.6 all over the wall, All he wants is to kill you in
front of an audience While everybody is watching it applauding it
Here I sit while I'm caught up writing all of my sins

in deep thought pot full of dead memories to rought again
Contemplating my next plot again remembring what I did to the last
victim and his family Oh, Oh I remember a small child maybe

3 I slice her throat and made her bleed, and than a 16 year
old girl praying I walk out of her closet pull out the
knife I had been waiting and sliced her in half.

Swallowing a calotapin while I'm not in and out of ionamin
Viatmin I pop lock drop her father $#&@ed her mother
shot his father with a nine mother with gage laughed and than

I prayed I fell asleep
At the Hotel 6 Inn holding on to the pill bottled in
Lick my hand stick it in make sure I got all of it.



[[Chorus: 1]]

It's 6.6.6 its not me
blood tumbling blood
running from the walls, telling me

comon take it kill everybody who
walks than kill yourself and
make it harsh, 6.6.6 do it at 3 A.M

than pray than desert it again.

It's 6.6.6 not me I promise I feel pain

inside of me tumbling like a tumableweed
blood flying in the air, like if it was a bublebee
it's 3:30 in the morning, I see Six Six Six

I think I Dream it, maybe reality. 6.6.6 its
on the walls like a horror reality baby it's hot in it.



[[Verse: 2]]
Sitting in my room

thinking of that TV show
I saw on MTV the telephone
Cribs, MTV sorry I let you be,.

666 it's me It hurts I see em
at night coming Im trying to hide,
flying numbers books with 666

desks everything it's all a mess with
666. Causing illusions again, brain contusions, concussions, again
Cutting and bruising the skin

Razors, pencils, scissors, and pins, peaces of glass limbs
Jesus when does it end?
Phases that I go through

is it true, Demons inside of me
not a another amaityville
I done been through evil,

and horror, no more you stupid !@^%
Dazed and I'm so confused
Days that I don't know but gone throughm

who Gave these molecules to
Me what am I gonna do?
Pay the prodigal son, walk the emity run, use The Diabolical one

Very methodical when I slaughter them all, and laugh and than explain.



[[Chorus: 2]]
It's 6.6.6 its not me
blood tumbling blood

running from the walls, telling me
comon take it kill everybody who
walks than kill yourself and
make it harsh, 6.6.6 do it at 3 A.M
than pray than desert it again.


It's 6.6.6 not me I promise I feel pain
inside of me tumbling like a tumableweed
blood flying in the air, like if it was a bublebee
it's 3:30 in the morning, I see Six Six Six

I think I Dream it, maybe reality. 6.6.6 its
on the walls like a horror reality baby it's hot in it.

[[Verse: 3]]
It's rotting and gushing

blood Im flashy and very $#&@ed,
3:30 am and Im still not done.
It's 3 Am and here I come
So you should probably run
A secret passageway around here hun?

Man theres got to be one, or no there's probably
none He, and she can scream all that they want even
at the top of there lungs It ain't gonna stop me from
canablism to them all. The site of blood excaust me son
But your gut's amuse me cunt. Thats when my days of serial murder
manslaughter begun.


[[Chorus: 3]]
It's 6.6.6 its not me
blood tumbling blood
running from the walls, telling me
comon take it kill everybody who
walks than kill yourself and

make it harsh, 6.6.6 do it at 3 A.M
than pray than desert it again.

It's 6.6.6 not me I promise I feel pain
inside of me tumbling like a tumableweed
blood flying in the air, like if it was a bublebee
it's 3:30 in the morning, I see Six Six Six

I think I Dream it, maybe reality. 6.6.6 its
on the walls like a horror reality baby it's hot in it.