| 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 of the night |
| I turned around to see it beckon to me |
| Felt my blood turn to ice, to ice |
| As it capered toward me |
| All I could see were its eyes filled with fire |
| I felt its caress and the heat of its kiss |
| My loathing turned to desire |
| I leapt to its touch and ran to 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 this road, you know your soul is sold |
| To the beast who is waiting for you alone on Route 666 |
| You know 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 were filled with fire |
| Now it’s your turn, and now you can learn |
| What it means to be picked |
| Goodbye my friend, but I’ll meet you again |
| I’ll meet you on route 666 |
| When you travel this road, you know your soul is sold |
| To the beast who is waiting for you alone on Route 666 |
| You know you’ve been picked |
| By the beast who is waiting on Route 666 |