In an unmarked grave under the basement In an abandoned manor in the middle of the woods Ectoplasm covers the walls The stairs creak at night as if a weight Fell upon them A light in the attic shines unattended Is that a figure visible in the window? Or is it a figment of the imagination? Is the howling an apparition? Or the dying roars of some animal? Bloody hand-prints smear the downstairs windows Mysterious foot-prints in the dust An unknowable figure haunts the manor A lord of itโs own domain An unknown name and face It shall remain forevermore