There Once Was A Castle In Cornwall

There once was a castle in Cornwall
Having held the history in so many halls
Each ghost clanging their chains of misery
Ready to walk through walls and even you
Each chill crawls up and down my spine

On to the tower or the hidden dungeon of gore
Nights willed with the thunder and lightning
Calming with an electrical score
Each ancestor and a maid or two for sure

Walking days into nights
And why have they chose not to travel to the heavenly shore
Staying in their castle of ghostly lore

Answers may never come to pass

Chatting at a seance you know is never a bore
Answers come on slate and trumpet
Shall we all listen
To those many voices from beyond the veil
Life fills with ectoplasm
Each candle begins to flicker

I now feel those spiritual winds
Now knock once for yes and twice for no

Could it be thrice for leave me alone
Oh what a splendid message
Right then we see old aunt Tillie
Nan to many a Knight
Walking her way into the kitchen as so many times before
Always making some hot cocoa and some beautiful honey crisp
Love to all my little ones
Love to all