Six-sixty-six Lyrics - Singles - Frank Black And The Catholics

In the midst of the war, he offered us peace 

And he came like a lover from out of the east 

With the face of an angel and the heart of a beast 

His intentions were six sixty six 

He walked up to the temple with gold in his hands 

And he bought off the priests and propositioned the land 

And the world was his harlot and laid in the sand 

While the band played six sixty six 

We served at his table and slept on the floor 

But he starved us and beat us and he nailed us to the door 

Well, I'm ready to die, I can't take any more 

And I'm sick of his lies and his tricks, straight up 

He told us he loved us, but that was a lie 

There was blood in his pockets and death in his eyes 

Well, my number is up and I'm willing to die 

If the band will play six, if the band will play six sixty 

If the band will play six sixty six