My crumbling walls groan and complain The ivory gleam is now turned to grey No steps on my dusty floors No one sleeps in the musty bed I feel alone and desolate Deprived of the splendour of the elder days My baleful halls... an ode to decay The piano still plays itself That off-key melody That makes the shadows dance and boil In that frantic ball Shelter of the nameless gods and ghostly shades The wild moan of wind warns I shall not be dwelt in... ...in the starless... dismal nights... ... I am... haunted The garden grows wild The ivy crawled and hid all the gates And pallid blooms of rancid scent Took place when roses withered away The abyss of nightmare lurks in each hole And things unseen behind every door But I cannot help but miss The laughter of children Oh come again... cross the fence... to play with me (Hide and seek) All the yearning sins and secrets I may keep Still invoke and build that hideous fantasy Ah everyone knows... I am... haunted And centuries run... This rotten core will never fall down Laid my foundations deep in the ground Defiant and silent I shall await... While everyone says... I am... haunted