A Real Dead One
Woe to you, o'er 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 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 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 Yeah 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 just 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 phrased As they start to cry, hands held to the sky In the night, the fires are 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 just some crazy dream? But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes Seem to mesmerize, can't avoid the 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
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Mar 25, 2026
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 five o'clock they take me to the gallows pole The sands of time for me are running low Running low, yeah When the priest comes to read me the last rites Take a look through the bars at the last sights Of a world that has gone very wrong for me Can it be that 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 easy to stop from screaming But words escape me when I try to speak Tears fall, but why am I crying? After all, I'm not afraid of dying Don't I believe that there never is an end? As the guards march me out to the courtyard Somebody cries from a cell, "God be with you" If there's a God, why has He let me go? As I walk, my life drifts before me And though the end is near, I'm not sorry Catch my soul, it's willing to fly away Mark my words, believe my soul lives on Don't worry now that I have gone I've gone beyond to seek the truth When you know that your time is close at hand Maybe then you'll begin to understand Life down here is just a strange illusion Yeah, yeah, yeah Hallowed be thy name Yeah, yeah, yeah Hallowed be thy name Yeah
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Mar 25, 2026
You'll take my life, but I'll take yours too You'll fire your musket, but I'll run you through So when you're waiting for the next attack You'd better stand, there's no turning back The bugle sounds, the charge begins But on this battlefield, no one wins The smell of acrid smoke and horse's breath As I plunge on into certain death Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh The horse, he sweats with fear, we break to run The mighty roar of the Russian guns And as we race towards the human wall The screams of pain as my comrades fall We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground And the Russians fire another round We get so near, yet so far away We won't live to fight another day Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We get so close, near enough to fight When a Russian gets me in his sights He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow A burst of rounds takes my horse below And as I lay there, gazing at the sky My body's numb and my throat is dry And as I lay forgotten and alone Without a tear, I draw my parting groan Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Mar 25, 2026
Walking through the city, looking oh-so pretty I've just got to find my way See the ladies flashing, all their legs and lashes I've just got to find my way Well, you see me crawling through the bushes With it open wide, what you seeing, girl? Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it Can't you believe your eyes? It's the real thing, girl Got me feeling myself and reeling around Got me talking, but feel like walking around Got me feeling myself and reeling Got me talking, but nothing's with me Got me feeling myself and reeling around Walking through the city, looking oh-so pretty I've just got to find my way See the ladies flashing, all their legs and lashes I've just got to find my way Well, you see me crawling through the bushes With it open wide, what you seeing, girl? Can't you believe that feeling, can't you believe it Can't you believe your eyes? It's the real thing, girl Got me feeling myself and reeling around Got me talking, but feel like walking around
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Mar 25, 2026