Necromantic

English ivy, weeping mortar Marble floors and candlelight But it's all just smoke and mirrors Ghosts and glimmers, bumps at night And I don't know what I thought I'd find They say this place is haunted And I'm starting to believe it There's a whisper I keep hearing And it's floating through the halls Familiar and wonted And I try my best to leave it But it pulls me back in, fearing That I'm trapped inside these walls Dusty pages, dead romantics Furtive glances, fading light Weaving through the old hedge mazes Secret places we would hide And I think I might be lost this time They say this place is haunted And tonight babe I believe it There's a message keeps appearing On the portraits in the hall It's chilling and it's wanton Somehow no one else can see it Somewhere old church bells are ringing Out a death knell that you're gone I thought I saw you on the parapet Like you were waiting just for me But when I looked back there was nothing left The same decaying scene Just look at how the garden's overgrown It's dangerous to be here all alone I think I might be haunted Oh by now it's not a secret There's a scratching I keep hearing Coming from inside the walls There's crashes in the courtyard Something stirring in the distance It's a specter, it's a spirit And it looks like what I've lost