Cleansing The Hosts

Led to the family by the Lord
 I had no choice but to overtake
 The Mother's role
 But that little one was always testing me
 Allowing others to question my authority
 She was guiding them towards a life of sin
 I decided she could burn if she wanted to
 But I wasn't going to let her take the others with her
 I have removed the presence of evil twice before
 My own blood impure
 Was simply unacceptable a soft pillow sufficed
 To smother little ones before the demons
 Had their chance to escape
 But this one was different
 I have never seen the devil
 Put up such a fight
 We had tried to vanquish it
 Once before
 But sadly the host-body gave out
 And set the parasite
 Back on its course
 It kept quiet for a few weeks after that
 And she seemed calmer and more obedient
 But as with all sicknesses
 Subtle hints of the disease
 Snuck up and reappeared
 Before long she was back to her old ways
 So we reinstated the hot iron and rod
 But our late nights educating and reformatting
 Were once again interrupted
 But from this there was no return
 Comatose in her bed
 Before the presence finally left
 A child died as two more grew within me
 Her Father and I were arrested on the church steps
 As we emerge with our fellow mourners
 We have been paraded through the media ever since
 But our silent ploy has been kept forever a secret
 Since it left this world with us when we ascended