The king

As the haunted castle stood still all alone,
And the wolves began to sing,
The moonlight shone through a window,
To reveal the silhouette of a king.

There's something odd about that king,
He's not very humane,
I swear I saw him disappear,
But maybe I'm going insane.

It must be my mind playing tricks on me,
Because he's just reappeared,
I'm sure when he was there before,
He didn't have a beard.

There was a shimmer that met my eye,
As he turned to face the light,
Adjusting my view, the revalation,
Gave me such a fright.

With lifeless eyes gazing at me,
Flashing with his fears,
The reflection shows a tombstone,
Because he's been dead for years