Inheritance Of Debt

In the west country where the shadows grow long Lies an old estate once proud and strong Lord Edward Rawley with a heavy heart Watches the decay as the years depart The grand halls are empty the laughter has died In the east wing he lives where memories hide The roof it needs mending the gardens are wild A legacy crumbles once noble once styled Echoes of the past whisper through the halls Once a place of grandeur now the silence calls An inheritance of debt a name that binds Lord Rawley mourns the life left behind He dreams of a life with books on a shelf A simple bookstore to lose oneself A librarian's peace a simpler plan Far from the burdens of an earl's demand The walls they remember the glory days Now they stand witness to the ending phase Auctioneer's gavel will soon take its toll Piece by piece the house will roll Echoes of the past whisper through the halls Once a place of grandeur now the silence calls An inheritance of debt a name that binds Lord Rawley mourns the life left behind With every corner sold a piece of him fades The legacy's burden in shadows it wades He wishes for freedom from the chains of old In the ruins of history stories untold So here stands Lord Rawley in twilight's embrace Watching the end of his family's place Echoes of the past linger in the air A noble heart lost in despair Echoes of the past whisper through the halls Once a place of grandeur now the silence calls An inheritance of debt a name that binds Lord Rawley mourns the life left behind