She wants to cause trouble
She loves the game of three
She likes to bring strife
Between you and me

She comes in the midst
Of people who are innocent
She does not have strength
She uses for benefit

An accident to happen
A sort of magician
A runaway train
To cause a collision

She comes upon the scene
With subtle smoke and mirrors
The people unaware
She preys upon their fears

The Jezebel spirit
She's been around for ages
She tries to block the light
From fools to sages

On the cosmic scale
She is an illusion
With deceit and seduction
She sews confusion

Beware the Jezebel spirit
She comes undetected
She slips into the Church
But we are protected