The Tower

Locked within the grey tower walls The spirit's desperate cries that call From years ago, centuries of shadows cast In the shivering chills Amongst the belfry's bats A Knight wanders through the corridors His head in arm Lost in war A Lady dressed in blinding white Haunts the manor gardens Beneath shades of night A child wanders through the corridors Rag torn dress, feet cut and torn Once the scorn of passing crowd's Alas, now the soul cast out into shrouds The tower stands from time long past The historic wounds, neither heal, nor pass Beneath velvet skies of glistening slate The ghosts who watch to seal your fate Look behind, the sound of creaks As the floor trembles Shakes beneath your feet A cold hand that free's the spirit's tomb As something watches in your room Be brave dear heart, fear not the dead The child, the lady, the knight, no head Fear not the past, it's secrets deep For they keep watch o'er your safety As you sleep.