[Verse] In the depths of history, where shadows linger A lady of darkness, a mistress of the macabre Lucy Worsley, a haunting presence in the night Dresses in black, she's the queen of gothic delight [Verse 2] Her eyes are like midnight, piercing through your soul She sips her tea, a taste of darkness untold Her knowledge vast, her words like whispers in the dark Lucy Worsley, she leaves her mark [Chorus] Oh Lucy, with your haunted elegance Unravel the mysteries, embrace the darkness In the corridors of time, your spirit shall roam Lucy Worsley, the queen of gothic tome