Three Times Thunder Strikes

Scrambling for matches

Determined to burn it to ashes

She threw the Ouija board to the flames and kneeled to pray

"I wish I never ever – ever – listened to my friends

Who had said it would be fun to play

Now the one that follows me

A predator, and me its new prey"

Cloaked by a shroud of darkness

Resurrecting forces she could never ever understand

That seemingly innocent game, now chanting

"Charlie – Charlie's not a friend"

No sleep, no peace, but – fear

Forever caged in a ghostly sphere

Unblessed by a violent host

Possessed by a virulent ghost

A visceral rumble shakes the house to its core

And jagged cracks cut through walls and the floor

Three times thunder strikes, a blinding bright white

Shattering windows, inverting the night

Between the chaos now spread throughout

She desperately cries out loud:

"I beg of you Charlie, release me from this"

Unchain me from the depths of the abyss"

No sleep, no peace, but – fear

Forever caged in a ghostly sphere

Unblessed by a violent host

Possessed by a virulent ghost

One month ago, she uncovered an artifact

A strange casket like an alien tesseract

"Thou Shalt Not Open" inscribed in blood where it locks

Yet in her ignorance she opened this pitch-black box

Unleashing Charlie, a force vengeful and strong

Did you open the box before hearing this song?