Sentinel Beast
Music: M. Spencer Lyrics: D. Gunn

Guards the gates of hell
Three headed dog called Cerberus
Do not seek the underworld
You’re sure to face a sudden death.

Oh, time’s running out
The sands grow short
It’s time to die,
Oh, time’s running out
The sands grow short
It’s your turn to die.

Chorus: Oh no, the dog is near
You begin to fear
The Sentinel Beast,
No, no, the dog is near
Try not to fear
The Sentinel Beast.

He waits for you, to take your life
Can feel him breath down your back
You turn to look, but he’s not there
Just waiting for the beast’s attack.

Oh, time’s running out
The sands grow short
It’s time to die,
Oh, time’s running out
The sands grow short
It’s your turn to die.

Repeat Chorus

Now silence fills the air
No movement, not a stir
But he’s there, you can feel him
In every shadow of darkness.

Just hold on to your mind,
You keep saying to yourself
Must be a dream, a nightmare
But the beast seems so real.

End is near, death awaits
A sudden movement, sudden dare
Lunging forth, the beast upon you
Blood is drawn and pain you bare.

Lying still, the battle ends
The beast has won, a deathly cost
Darkness falls across your face
No mercy for the life that’s lost.

Oh, time’s running out
The sands grow short
It’s time to die,
Oh, time’s running out
The sands grow short
It’s your turn to die.

Repeat Chorus