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So the beast resides in me |
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Deep down I always knew |
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I never really did fit in |
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So diverse from all of you |
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Let him who comprehends |
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Know the number of the beast |
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It's a number of a man |
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A number just for me |
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As the boy becomes a man |
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Father's minions pave the way |
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Set in motion now, Armageddon, |
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Final conflict, end of days |
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I embrace the hounds of hell |
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And the power they oblige |
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For the task that lies ahead |
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The Nazarene I'll crucify |
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They'll see the raptures of our kingdom |
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They'll see the truth to mankind |
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I'll show what hell truly is |
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The monotony of their lives |
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(Chorus) |
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When the Jews return to Zion |
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And a comet fills the sky |
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The Holy Roman Empire rises |
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And you and I must die |
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From the eternal sea he rises |
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Creating armies on either shore |
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Turning man against his brother |
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Till man exists no more |
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(Interlude) |
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Nazarene, what can you offer? |
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Since the hour you vomited forth from the gaping womb of a woman |
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You have done nothing but drown men's soaring desires |
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In a delusion of sick sanctimonious morality |
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I was conceived of a jackal |
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Your pain on the cross was but a splinter compared to the agony of my father |
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I will drive deeper the thorns into your rancid carcass |
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You profaner of Isis |
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Cursed Nazarene |
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I will avenge thy torment |
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(Bridge) |
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Now Disciples of the Watch |
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See your Prince of Darkness rise |
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Through famine and destruction |
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The Four Horsemen at my side |
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I demand a victory, I demand a sacrifice |
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Or spend all eternity |
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In the flaccid gut of Christ! |
