Three Times Thunder Strikes - Carach Angren

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 artefact

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?