Six Hundred SixtySix Feet (Circle 13)

INTRO

circle

thirteen....

Verse 1

Let it be clear

I hate all of this

Every face nothing but scum

Each and every one

No mercy, no moment, you all come undone

Even you

Yeah, especially you

Verse 2

Call me what you will

But it ain't no disguise

I wear the crown of sin with blood in my eyes

I'm the true devil here

No puppet, no pawn

The one and only

Yes I do declare

Step aside

Or get stepped on

A single word

And eternity's gone

Chorus

This world shall burn

Torn and ripped asunder

I revel in ruin

Feed on your blunder

To all those that oppose

I bury you six hundred, sixty six feet under

Verse 3

Hope is a myth

Clutch it close if you dare

Suffering, screaming, staining the air

Reckon with rage, I'm the edge of the blade

Bitter cold breath, I watch you afraid

No apologies

Just scars and spite

I own the night

I own the fright

Chorus

This world shall burn

Torn and ripped asunder

I revel in ruin

Feed on your blunder

To all those that oppose

I bury you six hundred, sixty six feet under

Bridge

Maybe I warned you, maybe you laughed

Maybe I warned you, maybe you gasped

Maybe I warned you, but none of it mattered

Shadows devour, soul shattered

Verse 4

Ash on my hands

Rot in my lungs

Lost in the silence that sharpens my tongue

Fury like thunder, thunder, thunder

Watch how you break

Watch how you blunder

Chorus

This world shall burn

Torn and ripped asunder

I revel in ruin

Feed on your blunder

To all those that oppose

I bury you six hundred, sixty six feet under

Six hundred, sixty six feet

Verse 3

Hope is a myth

Clutch it close if you dare

Suffering, screaming, staining the air

Reckon with rage, I'm the edge of the blade

Bitter cold breath, I watch you afraid

No apologies

Just scars and spite

I own the night

I own the fright

Chorus

This world shall burn

Torn and ripped asunder

I revel in ruin

Feed on your blunder

To all those that oppose

I bury you six hundred, sixty six feet under

Bridge

Maybe I warned you, maybe you laughed

Maybe I warned you, maybe you gasped

Maybe I warned you, but none of it mattered

Shadows devour, soul shattered

Verse 4

Ash on my hands

Rot in my lungs

Lost in the silence that sharpens my tongue

Fury like thunder, thunder, thunder

Watch how you break

Watch how you blunder

Chorus

This world shall burn

Torn and ripped asunder

I revel in ruin

Feed on your blunder

To all those that oppose

I bury you six hundred, sixty six feet under

Six hundred, sixty six feet under