H.P. Lovecraft Historical Society - What Thing Is This? | Текст песни

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What thing is this
That laid to rest
On my doorstep is oozing?

Now, what to do
With putrid goo
A story so confusing.

This! This! A body dead that had the mind of my friend Ed.
Weird! Weird! It's Asenath, Ed's wife possessed by Ephraim.


He's in her body
'Cause she stole Ed's
With magic black she willed him.

Poor Ed, Poor Ed
I shot him dead
My bullets finally killed him.

Die! Die! Old Ephraim Waite, you body-stealing magician.
Weird! Weird! This liquid corpse, my friend poor Edward Derby!


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