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?