Six-Hundred and Sixty Six (The Number of the Beast)
I can't escape,not this time.
He crawls from the dark and I brought it to life.
There's no escaping,this insane dream.
I can't run back and cry,because he comes near.
This can't be,this is far too real.
My throat is sore and raw from all the screams,
My heart clenches in pain and I hold it in my fist.
The past started coming back,making me sick.
The clock of disaster,it had started to tick.
I look to my wrist,all swollen and red,
I look at my knife,begging to be fed.
Then I notice something that makes people sick,
the number that's carved is the six-hundred and sixty six.
It wasn't anything simple,it was a deep scar.
I never expected to go this far.
But now I can go back home and cry,
because the number 666 is tattooed on my life.
He crawls from the dark and I brought it to life.
There's no escaping,this insane dream.
I can't run back and cry,because he comes near.
This can't be,this is far too real.
My throat is sore and raw from all the screams,
My heart clenches in pain and I hold it in my fist.
The past started coming back,making me sick.
The clock of disaster,it had started to tick.
I look to my wrist,all swollen and red,
I look at my knife,begging to be fed.
Then I notice something that makes people sick,
the number that's carved is the six-hundred and sixty six.
It wasn't anything simple,it was a deep scar.
I never expected to go this far.
But now I can go back home and cry,
because the number 666 is tattooed on my life.