Cruising down the road, how could I know
What would happen that night
My engine just died, I didn't know why
My eyes were blinded with light
I started to run, then started the fun
For then came the Beast in the night
I turned round to see it beckon to me
And felt my blood turn to ice - to ice!

As it capered toward me, all I could see
Were eyes filled with fire
As I felt its caress, and the heat of its kiss
My loathing turned to desire
I leapt to its touch, fell into its clutch
My heart beat faster and faster
I knew it too late to change my fate
I was slave, It was master

When you travel down this road
You know you're sellin' your soul
To the Beast who is waiting
For you alone
On Route 666
Oh, now you've been picked
By the Beast who is waiting
On Route 666

If you don't believe what happened to me
Don't you call me a liar
Just look in my eyes; Don't look so surprised
I said they're filled with fire
Now it's your turn, and now you will learn
What it means to be picked
So goodby my friend, I'll see you again
I'll meet you on Route 666...