You can not defeat your demons
You can only banish them
So paint your pentagram
Bless the sacrifice
Open the gateway
Bring the old priest
Bring the young priest

Know that evil can not die
It can only change
Wrath becomes resentment
Despair becomes depression
Sloth becomes apathy

You can not defeat your demons
You can only banish them
Remember every Pentagram distorts
Every sacrifice rebels
Every gateway crumbles
Every priest dies

Remember that your demons are
Eternal and resolute
They creep behind worn wooden doors
They lurk behind your lover’s face
They writhe beneath the scarred floorboards
Telltale hearts that beat with the
Power of gongs and the volume of a hummingbird

You can not defeat your demons
You can only banish them
Own them before they possess you
Bind them before they control you
Know them before they become you

Your demons will always be there,
Howling at the window, screeching in the
Desolate night, begging in the dust
Beneath your feet, clawing at the door
But remember this, lonely exorcists
It’s your choice to let them in

When she’s near, the light dims.
The world shifts, color to sepia.
The leaves crumble and crack,
Entropy on attack.

When she’s near, the light dims.
The breach opens, lava spews from its mouth.
The falling moon impacts,
Earth moves a few steps back.

When she’s near, the light dims.
Her smile breaks, desolation on two legs.
Something beautiful cracks.
The light dims. Fade to black.