wail of the banshee

作曲：martin morton

作词：martin morton

A hush of the twilight

A shadow it appears

By the old stone hedgerow

Wrapped in layers of tears

She sings a mournful whisper

Through the cold night air

If you hear her lament

You'll know despair

By the misty box where the heather grows wild

She's danced for centuries

Weeping like a child

Her voice a ghostly echo

A tale of ancient strife

Cross her path dear wanderer

You'll forfeit your life

Oh the banshee

She wails in the dark

With sorrow stitched deep in her heart

Whale of the banshee

Haunting and cold

A harbinger of stories untold

In the ruins of the manner

Where ivy wraps tight

She lingers in the corridors

Pale as the night

The moonlight cuts the silence so brittle so stark

One glance from her eyes

And your world turns dark

She drifts through the village

In shadows she hides

Whispering secrets

The stars can't confide

Her song is a requiem

For lives lost to fate

If you hear her lonely keening

Run for it's too late

Oh the banshee

She wails in the dark

With sorrow stitched deep in her heart

Whale of the banshee

Haunting and cold

A harbinger of stories untold

Oh the banshee

She wails in the dark

With sorrow stitch deep in her heart

Will of the banshee

Haunting and cold

A harbinger of stories untold