Bloody Murdered Bloody Soul Bloody Suspect - Dan Bull

My name’s Detective Ronan O’Connor

In my line of work, I’m facing death daily

But now it’s me who’s a goner

In Salem P.D.

of all the homicides, Lord

I’d never say that it’d be me lying on the sidewalk

But whatever I thought, it’s become irrelevant

My skeleton’s regressing through the elements

And evidently, I’m undead ‘til I seek and get the evidence

One foot in the grave has made me one step ahead of him

I’ll make him taste his own medicine: the Bell Killer

Devout sinner, I doubt we’re dealing with a swell fella

How did it happen?

I need help with it

Throw the laws of physics out the window, go to town with it

I can walk through substances to suss out who the suspect is

But can’t discuss or talk about the subject with them ‘cause I must exist

I’m an ethereal, pulp noir serial star

But this is real despite appearing immaterial

I can’t explain it, I’m on a hunt for the truth

To why my assailant made me plummet from under the roof

Salem is a place containing hundreds of clues

And my presumption is that somewhere in it somebody goofed

Woke up in a murder scene, a ghost interred in Purgatory

A dude determined to determine who has murdered me

Woke up in a murder scene, interred in Purgatory

A dude determined to determine who has murdered me

Murder scene, Purgatory

A dude determined to determine who has murdered me

How can I trust girls I find in the Dusk World?

Its dank musty musk must just blur lines

Slur words, disrupt and usurp minds

A corruption of the worst kind

But I need all the aid that I can find

Between mediums and demons, I will mainly have to pry

Maybe have to find, a shady patch and hide

From their crazy appetite, I’m not a tasty snack, am I?

I’ve already made the sacrifice of life

And the fact is I would like to not have to die twice

My mind keeps rewinding back to that night

The facts of what happened don’t just stack up quite right

I can’t explain it, I’m on a hunt for the truth

To why my assailant made me plummet from under the roof

Salem is a place containing hundreds of clues

And my presumption is that somewhere in it somebody goofed

Woke up in a murder scene, a ghost interred in Purgatory

A dude determined to determine who has murdered me

Woke up in a murder scene, interred in Purgatory

A dude determined to determine who has murdered me

Murder scene, Purgatory

A dude determined to determine who has murdered me

Whodunit?

Who-a-whodunit?

Whodunit?

Who-a-whodunit?

Whodunit?

Who-a-whodunit?

Whodunit?

Who-a-whodunit?