Prompt: Woe to you, oh 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,
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 praised,
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 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,
Negative prompt: black and white, sketch,