Damien

So the beast resides in meDeep down, I always knewI never really did fit inSo diverse from all of youLet him who comprehendsKnow the number of the beastIt's a number of a manA number just for me

As the boy becomes a manFather's minions pave the waySet in motion now, Armageddon,Final conflict, end of daysI embrace the hounds of hellAnd the power they obligeFor the task that lies aheadThe Nazarene I'll crucifyThey'll see the raptures of our kingdomThey'll see the truth to mankindI'll show what hell truly isThe monotony of their lives

CHORUS:When the Jews return to ZionAnd a comet fills the skyThe Holy Roman Empire risesAnd you and I must dieFrom the eternal sea he risesCreating armies on either shoreTurning man against his brotherTill man exists no more

Nazarene, what can you offer?Since the hour you vomited forthfrom the gaping wound of a woman,you have done nothingbut drown mens' soaring desiresin a deluge of sanctimonious morality.I was conceived of a jackal.Your pain on the cross was but a splintercompared to the agony of my father.

I will drive deeperthe thorns into your rancid carcass,you profaner of Isis.Cursed Nazarene,I will avenge thy tormentNow Disciples of the WatchSee your Prince of Darkness riseThrough famine and destructionThe Four Horsemen at my sideI demand a victory,I demand a sacrificeOr spend all eternityIn the flaccid gut of Christ!