Star Of 666

Like a mechanical God

You walk the boulevard

The smell of death in your hair

You smile like a teenage antichrist

With blood on both of your hands

You are the fallen

Of demon birth

You are the fallen

In the Devil's church

You are the Star of 666

You are the model of I don't give a shit

You lick the crucifix

Star of 666

Burn, motherfucker, burn

Like a maniacal bride

You offer suicide

The only simple way out

You smile like a teenage antichrist

With blood all over your mouth

You are the fallen

Of demon birth

You are the fallen

In the Devil's church

You are the Star of 666

You are the model of I don't give a shit

You lick the crucifix

Star of 666

Burn, motherfucker, burn

Now put your hands in the air

and bow before your queen

Say your prayers

Now put your hands in the air

and bow before your queen

Say your prayers

You are the Star of 666

You are the model of I don't give a shit

You lick the crucifix

Star of 666

Burn, motherfucker, burn

You are the Star of 666