Cassandra of Chilton Hall

My love forever resides

In the dark recesses

Of Chilton Hall.

Under the cold damp ground,

She rests for eternity.

Every night she walks in my dreams.

My sweet Cassandra,

My love.

Taken from me way too soon,

She haunts my waking moments,

The same as she haunts my sleep.

Always beckoning,

Always calling.

My love,

My sweet Cassandra.

Here in Chilton Hall,

Her presence holds me here.

A prisoner against my will.

Soon I will join her,

Under the cold damp ground

In the dirt of the family crypt.

Always gesturing,

Always waving,

Always motioning.

My love,

My sweet Cassandra.