The North-Eastern Ghost

Please be gone! Oh ghost from the north-east. Gone without any message. Days gone and months gone, then it becomes a year. Year after year, the cry for one lost to the ghost remains. Please be gone! Oh ghost from the north-east. Haunted is the place I lived. From the blood-soaked land I run, where it won't be felt nor the eerie voice be heard, but through the distance it echoes. Please be gone! Oh ghost from the north-east. Harboured by the leeches of the land. Devour the harbour-master suddenly and be gone forever. Be at rest so we all can find peace.