The Number Of The Beast
(Harris)
"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea,
for the Devil sends the beast with wroth,
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."
Revelations ch. xiii b. 18.
I left alone my mind was blank
I needed time 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
The 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 some kind of hell
Six, six, six the Number of the Beast
Hell 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 Beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight This can't go on I must inform the law
Can this still be real or some crazy dream
But I feel drawn towards the evil chanting hordes
They seem to mesmerise me...can't avoid their eyes
Six, six, six the Number of the Beast
Six, six, six the one for you and me I'm coming 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
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| Hallowed Be Thy Name
(Harris)
I'm waiting in my cold cell when the bell begins to chime
Reflecting on my past life and it doesn't have much time
'Cause at 5 o'clock they take me to the Gallows Pole
The sands of time for me are running low
When the priest comes to read me the last rites
I take a look through the bars at the last sights
Of a world that has gone very wrong for me
Can it be there's some sort of error
Hard to stop the surmounting terror
Is it really the end not some crazy dream
Somebody please tell me that I'm dreaming
It's not so easy to stop from screaming
But words escape me when I try to speak
Tears they flow but why am I crying
After all I am not afraid of dying
Don't believe that there is never an end
As the guards march me out to the courtyard
Someone calls from a cell "God be with you"
If there's a God then why has he let me die?
As I walk all my life drifts before me
And though the end is near I'm not sorry
Catch my soul 'cause it's willing to fly away
Mark my words please believe my soul lives on
Please don't worry now that I have gone
I've gone beyond to see the truth
When you know that your time is close at hand
Maybe then you'll begin to understand
Life down there is just a strange illusion.
Yeah! Hallowed be thy name
Yeah! Hallowed be thy name
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