Written by: (Harris)

"Woe to you, oh, Earth and Sea!
 For the devil sends the beast with wrath
 Because he knows the time is short
 Let him who hath understanding
 Reckon the number of the beast
 For it is a human number
 Its number is six hundred and sixty six"

 I left 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 [bad word] 

 Six, six, six - the number of the beast
 [bad word] and fire was spawned to be released

 Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised
 As they start to cry, hands held to the sky
 In the night the fires burning bright
 The ritual has begun, Satan's work is done

 Six, six, six - the number of the beass
 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
 They seem to mesmerise, can't avoid their eyes

 Six, six, six - the number of the beast
 Six, six, six - the one for you and me

 [bad word] back, I will return
 And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn
 I have the fire, I have the force
 I have the power to make my evil take its course