Apotropaic

Evil are the spirits
That enter in you now
It was long before
The birth of your saviour
When they were created
To bring harm upon mankind

Symbolic actions
Rituals of magic
The curse has been
Set upon you
Protection against the scourge
There is no grace

No shelter in this
Haunted creature

Bid farewell to your faith
While you are taken
By the wraith

Even if you are buried alive
With stones on your chest
The apparition that has entered you
Will never find rest