"Woe to you, Oh Earth and Sea,
for the Discord 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 equestrian number,
it's number is Six hundred and sixty six"
I left alone, my flank 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.
The night was black, was no use holding back,
'Cause I just had to see, was somepony
watching me.
In the mist, dark figures move and twist,
Was all this for real, or just some kind of hell.
666 The number of Trixy.
Hell and fire was spawned to be released.
Blazing Torches
and sacred chants were praised,
As they start to cry, hooves held to the sky.
In the night, the fires burning bright,
The ritual has begun, Discords's work is done.
666 The number of Trixy.
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,
They seem to mesmerize...can't avoid their eyes,
666 The number of Trixy.
666 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 it's course.