Woe to you Oh Earth and Sea
for the Devil sends the beast with wrath
because he knows the time is short
Let him who hath understanding
reckon the number of the beast
for it is a human number
its number is six hundred and sixty six.
I lived alone my mind was blank
I needed time to think to get the memories from my mind
What did I see can I believe that what I saw
that night was real and not just fantasy
Just what I saw in my old dreams were they
reflections of my warped mind staring back at me
Cuz' in my dreams it's always there the evil face that twists my mind
and brings me to despair
The night was black was no use holding back
Cuz' I just had to see was someone watching me
In the mist dark figures move and twist
was all this for real or just some kind of hell
666 the Number of the Beast
Hell and fire was spawned to be released
Torches blazed and sacred chants were phrased
as they start to cry hands held to the sky
In the night the fires are burning bright
the ritual has begun Satan's work is done
666 the Number of the Beast
Sacrifice is going on tonight
This can't go on I must inform the law
Can this still be real or just some crazy dream
but I feel drawn towards the chanting hordes
they seem to mesmerize...can't avoid their eyes
666 the Number of the Beast
666 the one for you and me
I'm coming back I will return
And I'll possess your body and I'll make you burn
I have the fire I have the force
I have the power to make my evil take its course
This picture was taken in the Railway Express Building on the Central Terminal grounds. This place is in very bad shape. The reason it is in bad shape because it has been all open with no fencing or anything. If you were to go here now it is shocking to see what man and nature can do to wonderful structures like this building. If you go on the second story of the REA Building you would be very if you didn't fall threw because the floors are rotton because of termites and nature.
DARKNESS blue come over born a joneser and the cops roll out the radar and shoot devious grins another day begins I want someone to know me maybe tell who I am cause I've faced down my demons and cried out to a god a god I've never seen lights and the world darkens around me strange friends all surround me new ideas in my head start to burn dropped out of schools cause of things I never learned and the world darkens around me world darkens around me I want you to love me like you did before you knew me and I never thought there'd be any help for somebody like me a vacancy cause the world darkens around me strange friends all surround me new ideas in my head start to burn trust no one that's the one thing that I learned and the world darkens around me world darkens around me bring me the sun cause I slide off the moon bring me the sun slide off the moon yeah you better get home soon slide off the moon there's no hope for people like you and me bring me the sun cause I slide off the moon bring me the sun
Back from the Buffalo Central Terminal. This place is one of they most haunted place in Buffalo. In the back is the old playground where you can see the ghostly children playing. You can see mentally ill patients wandering though the halls and many rooms. Also what is scary is that all of the surical tools they used on the insane are all still in this building. I dare anyone to sneak in this building and spent the night. Why don't you try it Motts when you are back in the Buffalo area. Also go back to the Terminal. You will like it Motts, trust me.
We just got alot of artifacts back that belonged to the Terminal. A drinking fountain, brass door knobs, and many different signs. Hope to find more artifacts. If you have any send it to the Buffalo Central Terminal. We would love to see lots of artifacts returned to our beloved Terminal.
This is the old Mail Building on the Terminal grounds. This building is in pretty good shape compared to the Railway Express Buiding on the Terminal grounds. Some day me and the CTRC will buy this builging a restore it like the main bulding.
All the orginal benches are all gone in this station. The doors are in the worst shape of there lives. The ticket windows are still there put in poor codition.