The Ghost of Raynham Hall Lyrics


Norfolk is cursed for the dead left a trace.

There a grand mansion was marked as unhallowed

place. Obscure sightings were frequently seen,

wandering dim hallways with an unearthly gleam.

Strange querimonious laughter at night. Probably

the consequense of ignoring heavenly light. Somehow

a sad spectral reality... kept reflecting the presence of a

shade called the brown lady.

The ghost of Raynham

The ghost of Raynham Hall

I shall guide us through its arcane past.

It was a time of romance and wine, before the

(Vis)Count Townshend, found out about his wife.

High was the price. Her infidelity would be severely

punished for life,

Locked behind the walls at Raynham Hall's

apartments. There's where she remaind, driven insane

until death came. It was a shame, "Unfaithful

salacious whore... you will never get away!" That's why

Dorithy died. After being held in this antiquated prison for life.

Sickness was the reason of her mysterious death,

was said. Though many have told she'd broke her heart...

then her neck!

Over the years dark tales have appeared of a shade in a

brown brocade dress. It was the ghost of the brown lady,

still seeking for ethereal rest.

The ghost of Raynham

The ghost of Raynham Hall