Deliverance

She was sleepwalking through the night
Her soulless body anguishing in the dark
But in her dead eyes she was not of this world
As her tormentors screamed and chastised
Sal de este cuerpo!
The preacher shouted at the top of his lungs
Salte demonio!
While the others around spoke in tongues
Yo te reprendo!
With faith they screamed in the night
Vete de aqui!

In the warm and tropical heat
The room suddenly turned cold
It was a fight against damnation
Their miracle lyrical prayers prayed
A supplication for salvation

All night…

Her frail and petite body looked deserted
Covered in sheets to protect her nakedness
As the sinners hollered at the aberration
Reprimanding spirits for her liberation

All night…

But then she went into sudden convulsions
Confirming the wicked presence’s disposition
As they blessed her and read to her scriptures
But there was something else to this picture

All night…

The preacher man went on a torrent of heaven sent words
Believing he could free her from this possession
But there are things - that are not meant to be understood
As there are secrets that sometimes become obsession

All night…
They clamored…
Praying against vile evil spirits that tortured her with veiled desires
With fire…
And brimstone…
They spoke of and proclaimed deliverance

It was a small and secluded town
A place that didn’t understand modern medicine or natural attraction
Fueled by mass hysteria and maybe prone to the power of suggestion
It was later revealed that although she had certain wayward proclivities
She was suffering from depression caused by unreciprocated love, drugs
And epileptic seizures