Dusty books and shadows deep In the library, spirits creep
Among the shelves where secrets sleep The phantom librarians watch, they keep
Ghostly figure, pale and thin Silent steps where tales begin
In the aisles, a whispered sin Phantom eyes that draw you in
Phantom librarian, haunting lore Books and ghosts forevermore
In the night, the spirits soar In the library's hidden core
Pages turn with unseen hands In the library where she stands
Ghostly whispers, ancient strands Of forgotten, cursed lands
Bound by stories lost in time In the library's haunted rhyme
Phantom sorrow, love's decline Eternal keeper of the spine
In the night, the shadows sway Ghostly figures in dismay
In the library where they stay Haunted tales of yesterday
Phantom librarian, haunting lore Books and ghosts forevermore
In the night, the spirits soar In the library's hidden core
Pages turn with unseen hands In the library where she stands
Ghostly whispers, ancient strands Of forgotten, cursed lands
Morning comes, shadows part Phantom leaves, but not her heart
In the library where ghosts impart Haunting tales of spectral art
In the twilight, she'll appear Phantom whispers, drawing near
In the library, ghosts revere Haunting books with tales of fear