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Tied to this altar lies the girl.

With a vacant stare like she’s not of this world.

Ugly grimace, crooked limbs and wicked growl.

She’s possessed and only I can save her now.

Screams are louder as I start to say a prayer.

Shivers down my spine, my hair is turning gray.

It’s my faith against her evil eye.

The battle’s on, it won’t be easy this time.