The Number of the Beast by Zwan

I left alone, my mind was blank 
I needed time to think, to get the memories from my mind 
What did I see, can I believe 
That what I saw that night was real and not just fantasy 
Just what I saw in my old dreams 
Were the reflections of my woman staring back at me 
'cause in my dreams, it's always there 
The evil face that twists my mind and brings me to despair 

Six six six, the number of the beast 
Hell and fire was spawned to be released 

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

Six six six, the number of the beast 
Sacrifice is going on tonight 

I'm coming back, I will return 
I will possess your body and I'll make you burn 
'cause I have the fire, I have the force 
I have the power to make my evil take its course