666 Is Holy - Lyrics

Title: 666 is Holy
Artist: Loui Crow
Streaming: All platforms
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🖤 ABOUT THE SONG — 666 IS HOLY

This one came through like a laugh mid-ritual.
All my life I was told 666 was the barcode of doom— a hotline to Hell. Turns out it’s customer service for the heart.

Call now — press 6 for alignment, 6 for breath, 6 for remembering you’re divine in the mess.

They call it the number of the beast.
I call it proof that I’m divine enough to sweat.

The sun burns through everything pretending to be small,
and I watch the old spells tremble.
What if “evil” was just what happens when you refuse your own light?
What if the devil they warned me about was just my body saying, I’m here, too.

The only real sin is pretending I’m less holy than I am.
Every denial dims the fire, every apology feeds the leash.
I don’t kneel to heaven or hell—
I stand where both collide.

The Church’s fear was a control spell.
Teach people to fear their heat, and they’ll hand over the match.
I keep mine.
I light it again.
The flame is not against God—it is God, remembered through flesh.

666 isn’t warning—it’s witness.
The pulse that refuses to bow.
The beast is not outside me.
It’s my heart, awake and unashamed

666 isn’t corruption. It’s completion. The heart, the sun, the self all finally standing in the same skin.

It’s cheeky on purpose—industrial swagger hiding a sermon. The laugh in the middle of the exorcism. Because sometimes reverence sounds like blasphemy when you’ve been trained to be small.

When I say 666 is holy, I’m not preaching. I’m remembering.
It’s the code for love that’s no longer ashamed of its voltage. 6 is the heart.

🗣️ Crow Affirmation:
“Flame in my chest, sun in my spine—
I don’t run from the beast; the beast is mine.”

🖤 CROW TRUTH:
The devil they warned you about was just your unclaimed power learning how to speak.

🔥 Why 6 = Christ Consciousness (in Crow terms)

Six isn’t the devil’s number.
It’s the balance point between heaven and earth — the middle of the Tree of Life.
In sacred math, 6 is Tiphareth, the heart-center of the Kabbalistic Tree, the sphere of the Sun.
And what lives in the heart of that Tree?
The solar child — the sacrificed-and-resurrected one.
The Christ principle.
Not a man, but a frequency: radiant awareness inside matter.

That’s why in older magickal systems, 6 is called the sphere of beauty, harmony, and truth.
It’s not holiness hiding in clouds — it’s holiness lived through blood, breath, and skin.

So when people say “Christ consciousness,” they’re not talking about religion.
They’re talking about the state of being where spirit and body stop fighting.
Where you know yourself as light without rejecting the flesh that carries it.

That’s 6.
And 666 is just that heart code multiplied — the full embodiment:
spirit (6), soul (6), and body (6) all saying yes at once.

🪶 Crow Version

The Church called it evil.
The Magus (Magician) called it math.
But the Crow calls it the pulse that proved the heart still works.

Six is the breath between heaven and hell.
The Christ frequency isn’t a halo — it’s a voltage.
It’s what happens when the divine finally stops trying to stay clean.
It’s holiness remembering it has fingerprints.

☀️ CROW EPILOGUE — THE CHRIST CURRENT

Six is the heart, yes—
but not the Hallmark version.
It’s the furnace that melts spirit back into skin.
It’s what the mystics meant when they whispered Christ consciousness.
Not a man nailed to virtue,
but the sun itself—steady, forgiving, fierce—
breathing inside the body that thought it was separate.

Christ isn’t coming back.
Christ woke up here.
Every pulse that forgives itself is resurrection.
Every breath that stops apologizing is prayer.
Six is what happens when heaven remembers it has a body.
Six-six-six is when that body starts to dance again.

🪶 CROW BLESSING

May your flame never shrink to fit the frame.
May your heart stay loud enough to embarrass fear.
May every number they told you to fear turn out to be a doorway.
If you read this far—thank you.
The ritual continues.
Leave the light on.

LYRICS — 666 Is Holy

You wanna talk about the beast?
Cool.
Let’s talk about the part of you
they tried to burn.

They told me 666 was the code of collapse,
like it would call down fire or crack the map.
Nah.
It’s just math.
Solar squares.
Energy stacked in a body that dares.
You know what six really is?
The center.
Right in your chest—
where the beat gets better.
It’s the heart.
It’s the shine.
It’s the part of you that says:
“I’m here. I’m mine.”
They left that out,
called it cursed.
But six is the place
you land on Earth
and still touch the sky
without leaving your skin.
Six is holy.
Start there. Begin.

666 is holy.
Yeah, I said it.
The number they told you to fear?
I wear it like credit.
Flame in my chest.
Sun in my spine.
I don’t run from the beast—
the beast is mine.
It’s not a curse.
It’s not a brand.
It’s the mark of the ones
who can hold what they can’t understand.
666 is holy.
Wanna fight? Get in line.
I cast no shade.
I cast design.

Don’t flinch.
Look me in the mark.
I don’t glow soft,
I glow spark.
I got six in my walk,
six in my flame,
six in the pulse
when I say my name.
You call it scary,
I call it solar.
You pray it away—
I pull it closer.
No horns, no chains,
just codes in motion.
No throne.
Just spine.
No god.
Devotion.

Open your mouth.
You can say it.
Holy.
Holy.
Holy.
Not hunted.
Not hidden.
Not yours to bury.
Say it louder.
Say it clean.
666 is the flame between.

666 is holy.
You heard me.
The number they told you to fear
ain’t hurting me.
Sun code.
Skin spell.
I carry the light
and I carry it well.
It’s not the devil.
It’s not a curse.
It’s the number you reach
when you claim it first.
666 is holy.
Don’t get it twisted.
It ain’t cursed—
you just missed it.

I am the seal.
I am the sign.
I am the beast.
And I walk aligned.
I am the number.
I am the flame.
I’m what they feared—
and I came to reclaim.
So be it.