歌詞

A symbol mistaken for a cross

Not plus, nor minus, a shape so lost

Distorted lines in a perfect row

The key to the world we’ve come to know

The sign that John once saw in light

Six directions in the dead of night

At the center where the axis meets

The Mark of the Beast, 666 repeats

Headphones tracing the horns of old

A chorus rings, or so we’re told

A frequency that the ears can't find

While no one doubts the puppet mind

A tiny dragon tears through the throat

Invading through a digital note

By the time you feel the inner change

Your very soul has been rearranged

Expose your face, you’re being called

The mark on the glass, we’re all enthralled

Light split six ways, a jagged spark

Every soul falls to the same dark mark

Hold up your face, the gates swing wide

Nowhere to run and nowhere to hide

Offered up like a holy gift

The Devil’s system, the final shift

A whispering voice says, "Isn't it grand?"

And everyone nods throughout the land

The rich, the poor, the great, the small

Without this mark, you can't buy at all

The illusion of choice in a scripted game

Guided by fingers that feel no shame

Tracing the route they’ve laid for you

Led to the place where the end is due

Expose your face and bend the knee

Lost is your name and your legacy

Six lines stretching, a web of fear

Binding us all as the end draws near

Realization comes far too late

A realm beyond the pearly gate

What was just a sign, a simple task

Now you’re ruled by the Asterisk

Asterisk... Asterisk

Follow the sign, obey the task

You weren't chosen by grace or light

You're just forced to give up the fight