Haunted
Old Funeral Lyrics

When an heir is born, he is heard to mourn
The birth of an heir is marked by a feeling of sadness and grief

And when ought is to befall
When something is bound to happen

That ancient line in the pale of moonshine
A family with a long history and tradition, known to dwell in shadows and secrecy

He walks from all to hall
He moves from one place to another, visiting every corner, every room

His form you may trace, but not his face
You can see his figure and shape, but his face is hidden from view

'tis shadowed by his cowl
His face is concealed by a hood

But his eyes may be seen from the folds between
His eyes peep through the gaps between the hood and the rest of his clothing

And they seem of a parted soul
His eyes look as if they belong to a person who has lost their soul or identity

Say nought to thim as he walks the hall
Don't speak to him when he walks through the hall

And he'll say nought to you
He won't speak to you either

He sweeps along in his dusky pall
He moves swiftly in his dark cloak

As o'er the grass the dew
As silently as the dew falls on the ground

Then gramercy for the black friar
We should be grateful for the presence of the black friar

Heaven sain him, fair no foul
May God bless him, without any harm or ill-will

And whatsoe'er may be his prayer
Whatever he asks for in his prayer

Let ours be for his soul
Let us pray for his soul as well