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The Priest
A house that I can't love This house that I am frightened of The noise that I hear through the night Makes my throat close in tight Sending shivers down my back Looking behind there's not a track It sometimes whispers in my ear But noone else hears what I hear Can it be something of evil A cry so far to say it's the Devil A light push of my hair Want to scream but I do not dare With visions of blood on the wall Don't pay attention, don't react at all Doors opening with noone there Trying to act as if I don't care Woke up with scars on my arm Now the entity is causing me harm I'm scared now for my well being Scared even more that I can't see it Finally called in a priest Hoping he'll help me at least Tried to get rid of it with an exorcism Devil laughed and said, "I'm not scared of him" Talked to the Devil, I did myself He said, "You know there is no help" He's throwing tables in a rage Trapped, my home became my cage Pleading for him to let me leave He grabbed the priest saying now you're free Running till I reach my door Looking back I can't ignore Hey Devil I cry to him Take me, who has sinned Smiling with a wicked grin You are no worse than him He is the one I've come to get A priest with no regrets A drunk and an abuser Come priest meet your future
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