The Ghost of Raynham Hall - Carach Angren

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 consequence 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 it’s 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 indidelity would be severely punished for life

Locked behind the walls at Raynham hall’s apartments

There’s where she remained, 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