The Oracle Lyrics

Place your hands on the oracle of Ouija
Wait for the spirit to rise and give to you
The answers that you demand
From the soul so black
Does he speak the truth
Or tell tales to watch you suffer
Is it a demon or angel
Or is it the dark lord himself
The planchette moves without commanding
The door slams shut with an ungodly thud
An eerie feeling takes over the room
The apparition appears to reveal your doom