In a heart of eastern twilight, where shadows softly creep
A maiden's fate was sealed, as dreams did gently weep
From western halls of knowledge, she returned with fragile breath
Her brilliance dimmed too early, by the cool hand of death
In the haunted castle's chamber, where the candle's flame does wane
Echoes of her laughter linger, intertwined with pain
In the silence of the midnight, through the shadows they did meet
Father and his daughter, in the world beneath the sheets
Her father once a scholar, his heart now gripped by grief
Sought solace in the spirits, to find a brief relief
In whispers of the darkness, her voice began to call
Guiding him to build a place, an eerie spectral hall
In the haunted castle's chamber, where the candle's flame does wane
Echoes of her laughter linger, intertwined with pain
In the silence of the midnight, through the shadows they did meet
Father and his daughter, in the world beneath the sheets
She led him through the darkness, to construct with loving care
A fortress of their sorrow, where spirits fill the air
An altar to the other side, where the mortal dare not tread
Yet there they spoke together, the living and the dead
In the haunted castle's chamber, where the candle's flame does wane
Echoes of her laughter linger, intertwined with pain
In the silence of the midnight, through the shadows they did meet
Father and his daughter, in the world beneath the sheets
In the haunted castle's chamber, where the candle's flame does wane
Echoes of her laughter linger, intertwined with pain
In the silence of the midnight, through the shadows they did meet
Father and his daughter, in the world beneath the sheets
In the silence of the midnight, through the shadows they did meet
In the haunted castle's chamber, where the candle's flame does wane
Echoes of her laughter linger, intertwined with pain
In the silence of the midnight, through the shadows they did meet
Father and his daughter, in the world beneath the sheets
A time that waits for no one, the old professor's end
Left her spirit drifting, with no one to attend
Yet whispers in the hallways, of their love remain
A spectral echo's sorrow in an endless haunting chain
Now the castle stands in silence, a monument of yore
To the love of a father, and the girl who is no more
On the night of quiet, her soul still softly plays
On the piano's ghostly music, through the castle's memorable maze
So heed the tales of yesteryear, where love transcends the veil
In shadows of the spectral, where mortal senses fail
For in that ancient castle, where time and spirit blend