Redeemed Songtext
von Albert Bouchard

Don′t you give up my young, young friends
Here's a story I know will please
How Imaginos was in fact redeemed
Redeemed from the cell to which he′s been thrown
By men whose love was more for the ice and cold
Goblins of Circe, villains and wives
They wrenched his brain all through the long, long night

Imaginos, who'd ever believe
You'd be by a song redeemed


Up on the north forty, I′m sure it was Christmas Day
When Imaginos taught children how to play
Games of life and love and songs, oh those songs
Oh those deep but true Lovecraft Country songs
Goblins of Circe, villains and wives
They′ll haunt your brain all through the long, long night

Imaginos, who'd ever believe
You′d be by a song redeemed

Redeemed, good Lord, from the ice and cold
Redeemed from the cell to which he's been thrown
Redeemed by virtue of a Lovecraft song
And I believe, good Lord, it won′t be long
Yes, it won't be long