Casting Out Demons

The darker regions with their craftiness

Disturbing slumber and the spirit's flight

To subtler planes above our earthly stress,

Come calling in the darkest heart of night

When the Guard sleeps briefly at the gate of the inner door,

Admitting unholy influences within,

Once guests of desires that formed in times before,

The unconscious days of gross indiscipline.

The captain of this forward moving ship

Must cast o'erboard these pirateers of soul,

To the demon forces pressing give the slip

And sail in light and splendour towards the goal.