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Woe to you, O 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 went to the moon, my mind was blind. 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 own dreams were the reflections of my woman staring back at me. Cause in my dreams it's always there. There are things that twist my mind, break me to smithereens. Aaaaaaaaaaaaah! Night was black, once more you scorned and swayed, cause I just had to see what someone was in me. And the mist got me the smoothest twist. All of this for real, I'm just some kind of hell. Sixth, another beast. Hell and fire was born to be released. Torches blazed and sacred chants were praised. The earth is starting to cry, I can't understand. In the dark night, fires are burning bright. Ritual has begun, Satan's work is done. Sixth, another beast. Sacred voice is calling tonight. SIXTH, ANOTHER BEAST SIXTH, ANOTHER BEAST This can't go on, I must inform the law. Can this still be real? I'm just a crazy dream. But I feel drawn to the chanting hearts. Seem to mesmerize, can't avoid the noise. Sixth, another beast. Sixth, no more for you and me. I'm coming back, I will return. And I will use your bodies, I will make you burn. I have the power, I have the force. I have the power to make my evil take its course. *