How can I hope to make you see my way
Hear me dad, I've gone mad
Why I must travel to Y'ha-nthlei,
Very far from the home I love.

Once, I was happily content to stay
Here in town, on dry ground,
Far from the monsters who [bad word] to prey,
Prey on the home I love.

Who could see that old Marsh [bad word] Who would add foul shapes to my dreams? [bad word] now, I stand with him,
Watching wholesome dreams go dim.

Oh, what a psychopathic choice I make,
Swimming far, growing gills.
Breeding with Deep Ones just for Obed's sake,
Very far from the home I love.

I just decided on this yesterday,
I will stay far away.
Who could imagine such a horrid thing
Very far, very far, very, very far from the home I love.

Yet, with Obed Marsh, I'm home.