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Dreams in the Witch House
Dreams in the Witch House
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[ELWOOD:]
There's a haunted town full of whispered tales
About a creaking house of mystery
This brooding, moldy tomb
With a crooked garret room
Hides a devilish history
Behind its slanting walls, a lurking place
Unbounded void transcending time and space
Stay one night and leave no room for doubt
You'll suffer fevered dreams in the Witch House

[GILMAN:]
Centuries ago in a pious, fearful town
A witch stood trial for being godless
Sentenced to be hung at dawn
On the prison walls she'd drawn
Lines and curves, then she vanished!
Her disappearance never was explained
Be it Satan's work or sorceries attained
Stay the night and soon you'll be aroused
Some say she lingers still in the Witch House

[MAZUREWICZ:]
Benedictus dominus
Benedictus dominus

[ARKHAM CHOIR:]
Within these moldy dank walls, a newborn baby cries
A wicked rat roams, it's the devil in disguise

[GILMAN:]
Behind these slanting walls, a lurking place

[ELWOOD:]
Unbounded void transcending time and space

[GILMAN + ELWOOD:]
Just stay the night, and soon you'll be aroused
Some say she lingers still in the Witch House

[WITCH:]
Behind these slanting walls, a lurking place
Unbounded void transcending time and space
Stay the night and leave no room for doubt
You'll suffer fevered dreams in the Witch House

[ELWOOD:]
He was a genius. Truly gifted.

[FATHER IWANICKI:]
Who, my son?

[ELWOOD:]
My friend, Walter Gilman. We were classmates at Miskatonic and rented rooms in the same house. They call it the Witch House.

[FATHER IWANICKI:]
Ah yes. Legend has it the accused witch, Keziah Mason once lived there. Why would you choose such a place?

[ELWOOD:]
Poor students can't afford to be picky.

[FATHER IWANICKI:]
True.

[ELWOOD:]
It was cheap, but Walter really wanted to live there because of its history.

[FATHER IWANICKI:]
It's a dark history, unholy.

[ELWOOD:]
Walter had no fear of that. The story of Keziah fascinated him. Soon after we moved in he began to hear strange noises there. He called it the endless cacophony. All I heard were the constant prayers of our neighbor, Mr. Mazurewicz.

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