The beast from the bottomless pit
To war and kill says holy writ
He has ten horns and ten crowns too
Blasphemy on his head in view
Looks like a leopard, lion and bear
And with the saints he makes warfare
An image of the beast was milled
And those who would not bow were killed
His number is just six, six, six
He pictures this world's politics
Here is the patience of the saints
Their faith in Jesus never faints
The woman rode the scarlet beast
Who deceived the great and the least
And will be tossed into the fire
When Jesus comes, so just don't tire
