Montessori School of Westfield

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 get the memories from my mind.

What did I see, can I believe, That what I saw last night was real and not just fantasy.

Just what I saw, in my own 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. 666 the number of the beast. Hell and fire was born 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 burning bright, The ritual has begun, Satan’s work is done. 666 the number of the beast. Sacrifice is going on tonight.

This can’t go on, I must inform the lord. Can this still be real or just some crazy dream. But I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes, They seem to mesmerise...can’t avoid their eyes. 666 the number of the beast. 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.

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"Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, The beaten and the damned?" He said "Will you defeat them, your demons, and all the non believers, the plans that they have made?" Because one day I leave you, A phantom to lead you in the summer, To join the black parade."

When I was a young boy, My father took me into the city To see a marching band. He said, "Son when you grow up, will you be the saviour of the broken, The beaten and the damned?"

Sometimes I get the feeling she's watching over me. And other times I feel like I should go. Through it all, the rise and fall, the bodies in the streets. When you're gone we want you all to know We'll Carry on, We'll Carry on Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on Carry on We'll carry on And in my heart I cant contain it The anthem wont explain it.

And we will send you reeling from decimated dreams Your misery and hate will kill us all So paint it black and take it back Lets shout it loud and clear Do you fight it to the end We hear the call to To carry on We'll carry on Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on We'll carry on And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on

And on we carry through the fears Ooh oh ohhhh Disappointed faces of your peers Ooh oh ohhhh Take a look at me cause I could not care at all Do or die You'll never make me Cause the world, will never take my heart You can try, you'll never break me Want it all, I'm gonna play this part Wont explain or say i'm sorry I'm not ashamed, I'm gonna show my scar You're the chair, for all the broken Listen here, because it's only.. I'm just a man, I'm not a hero Just a boy, who's meant to sing this song Just a man, I'm not a hero I -- don't -- care Carry on We'll carry on Though your dead and gone believe me Your memory will carry on We'll carry on And though you're broken and defeated You're weary widow marches on We'll carry on We'll carry on We'll carry on We'll carry We'll carry on