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The Banshee

[Verse 1] The silver silk of a velvet gown Is tattered now and dragging down Across the roots where the hemlock grows In a garden where no sunlight flows. She remembers the mirror, the pride, and the lace Before the vanity froze on her face. Now the beauty is brittle, the spirit is thin, And the hunger for life is her only sin. [Pre-Chorus] Don’t look at the moonlight reflected in her eyes It’s a cold, dead star in a hollow disguise. If you hear a whisper, if you feel a chill, The woods are watching, and the air goes still. [Chorus] Oh, hear the Wail, the shattering sound That pulls the soul from the hallowed ground. No armor can shield you, no prayer can save From the song that drags you into the grave. One breath of the spirit, one scream in the night, And the world fades away into blinding white. [Verse 2] She drifts through the stone and she glides through the oak, A vision of sorrow in a shimmering cloak. She doesn't want gold, and she doesn't want bread, She wants the warm pulse of the blood you haven't shed. A Corrupting Touch, a freezing caress, To share the despair of her loneliness. [Bridge] (Spoken/Whispered) Detect life... she feels your heart. A mile away, she pulls it apart. The sun is setting, the shadows are long, You’re just a note in her dying song. [Chorus] Oh, hear the Wail, the shattering sound That pulls the soul from the hallowed ground. No armor can shield you, no prayer can save From the song that drags you into the grave. One breath of the spirit, one scream in the night, And the world fades away into blinding white. [Outro] The forest is quiet... The silver gown is gone... But the echo lingers... Until the dawn.