Deus Avertat - Spawn of Possession

Even the purest of sinless souls

Sometimes attracts themselves

To spirits long forgotten sleeping

A man of curious nature this soon would learn

In his grandma’s old attic

He found the hidden piece of wood

That forever would change his blissful life

Tool of evil, board of riddle

Transmitter to the ancient

Unforgiving, lures the living

Of hell designed mechanics

Sends a signal to the shunned side

One asks it, one reads it

Whom will answer God only knows

Although his Granny warned him deeply

He still brought it home for study

All he wanted was to try it

For mood he list some candles

Poured a glass of vintage absinthe

Innocent, wonder

Soon to leave for hell, séance begin

His hand grabbed the planchette

Sweating exited of it went

In backwards circles back and forth

Demon speech of unknown

Twitched his hand and took control

Letters started shaping into several words

Come join us the sentence read

Why he wrote, no reply

Who are you, we are mere friends

Hear our offer gentle caller

You may have goodly gifts

Just for us to simply visit you

The short conversation led on

Convincing our host

To trade what the spirits wanted

Debauching intent, plotting for his soul

Brood of ill, attributed to his newly found friends

Their agreement sealed a subconscious deal

Though he could not foresee

The effects coming

Nails and hair fell off

A lump in his throat was born

He started feeling woozy

Bowel control he kept losing

Soon swimming in his own filth

As he got invaded by the tricksters from beyond

Wrenching on the floor

The voices pounding in his mind

Raving on about death

Started to get owned in fetal position

Realized the mistake he had made

Yelled out tortured leave me be

Badly choking on his phlegm

Begged in tears for deaf ears

Serpents from the other side

His body now possessed

A broken human woke up in daze

First thing his eye caught

On the floor a pile of ash

Must’ve lit the board on fire

Not sure of what had happened

It all felt weird and blurry

He managed to stand

Still in pain from last night’s ordeal

Back flashes started

To haunt his weak memory

Grandma’s face covered in blood

Limping steps took him there

To her house door unlocked called her name

Silence would not break

Up the stairs, met by a horrible death

Sight of what he’d done

Old granny torn apart

Down her throat he had rammed her heart

Her eyes stared open wide and cold

What was all this meant for?

The spirits of the board for years

Had tried to take her soul

This was their vengeance

That’s why they sent him

To execute her and be freed forever