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I danced with the devil for a moment last night
When he took my hand I was filled with fright

I knew who he was as I followed his lead
But I didn't let on... it was only a dream

Why has he come to me on this plane?
What message has he from his domain?

After a while I escape from his sight
But one of his minions still stands by my side

I step back behind him and open my palm
Passing his heart my hand shudders so strong

Demons squirming kicking and screaming
I was startled awake but still remained dreaming

Again I pass by the shudder has lessened
Making me feel less and less threatened

I scoop out the demons hiding inside
Scooping and tossing I cast them aside

Soon I reach in... empty the bin
I know I have healed this man from his sin

Who might he be this man in my dream?
I did not know him yet he came to me

A healer in dreamtime is this what I do?
Devil inside says it can't be true