| Ethereal Veiled Existence
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| A few years later an author of sea-novels, entered
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| Raynhams dominion. |
| Captain Murryat chose to spend his night
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| In the room where the poltergeist most frequently arrived
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| There hung a portrait, a sketch drawn of a lady
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| It was the face of something dark still wandering this place
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| Is it for real…
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| I must reveal if these grim hauntings are the result of thieves and local
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| smugglers
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| On this dreary night he went to sleep, guided be two friends and candlelight
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| All at once they froze!!!
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| Suddenly they confronted the cursed lady
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| She came forth like freezing winds from north
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| No ghastly dream… The brown countess existed for real
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| The armed captain pointed his gun and looses of a shot!!!
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| The bullet passed straight through the fearsome shade
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| Became lodged in the wall. |
| This thing was not meant to fall
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| No single cry, no wounds no blood… It should have died
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| This unreal form dwells outside heavenly light
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| Carrying a lantern
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| Gliding past the walls where her soul became enthralled
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| Fear replaced… skepticism
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| At last the shade turned and grimned in a diabolical way
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| Right before… she vanished |