The Banshee's Cry

Celtic punk, Folk punk, Pub Rock, Piccolo Flute, Electric guitar, Violin, Irish Male Singer, melodic metal, hard rock

[Instrumental Intro]

[Verse 1]
In the misty hills of Ireland, where the shadows dance and play,  
There's a tale of woe and sorrow that the old folks often say.  
When the moon is high and the night is still, you'll hear her mournful cry,  
The Banshee wails her warning, for a soul is set to die.

[Verse 2]
She roams the ancient forests, where the Celtic spirits dwell,  
A phantom of the ages, with a story yet to tell.  
Her eyes are filled with sorrow, her hair as white as snow,  
She weeps for those departing, to the land where spirits go.

[Instrumental Hook]

[Pre-Chorus]
In the darkened glen, she calls again, her voice a mournful plea,  
Beware the sound, for death is found in the wail of the Banshee.

[Chorus]
Oh, the Banshee's cry, (it chills the night), a harbinger of doom,  
With her ghostly wail, she tells the tale of a life that's leaving soon.
Beware the sound.
Oh, the Banshee's cry
Oh oh oh
(the Banshee's cry)

[Short Instrumental Break]

[Verse 3]
In the quiet of the countryside, where the ancient stones do stand,  
The Banshee's voice is carried on, across the haunted land.  
She mourns the fallen warriors, and the lovers lost to time,  
Her song a bridge to the other side, a mournful, haunting rhyme.

[Pre-Chorus]
In the darkened glen, she calls again, her voice a mournful plea,  
Beware the sound, for death is found in the wail of the Banshee.

[Violin solo]

[Bridge]
So raise a glass to those who've passed, and heed the Banshee's call,  
For in her cry, the truth does lie, that death will come for all.  
But in the heart of Ireland, where the legends never die,  
The Banshee's song will carry on, beneath the emerald sky.

[Breakdown]

[Dramatic Pre-Chorus]
In the darkened glen, she calls again, her voice a mournful plea,  
Beware the sound, for death is found in the wail of the Banshee.

[Resonant Chorus]
Oh, the Banshee's cry, (it chills the night), a harbinger of doom,  
With her ghostly wail, she tells the tale of a life that's leaving soon.
Beware the sound.
Oh, the Banshee's cry
Oh oh oh
(the Banshee's cry)

[Tempo slows down]

[Mellow Outro]
So if you hear her keening, in the stillness of the night,  
Remember well the stories told, and hold your loved ones tight.  
For the Banshee's cry, it echoes high, a song of fate and fear,  
In the land of Eire, her legend's clear, the Banshee's always near.

[Fade out]
Oh oh oh
(the Banshee's cry)

[End]

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[Instrumental Intro] [Verse 1] In the misty hills of Ireland, where the shadows dance and play, There's a tale of woe and sorrow that the old folks often say. When the moon is high and the night is still, you'll hear her mournful cry, The Banshee wails her warning, for a soul is set to die. [Verse 2] She roams the ancient forests, where the Celtic spirits dwell, A phantom of the ages, with a story yet to tell. Her eyes are filled with sorrow, her hair as white as snow, She weeps for those departing, to the land where spirits go. [Instrumental Hook] [Pre-Chorus] In the darkened glen, she calls again, her voice a mournful plea, Beware the sound, for death is found in the wail of the Banshee. [Chorus] Oh, the Banshee's cry, (it chills the night), a harbinger of doom, With her ghostly wail, she tells the tale of a life that's leaving soon. Beware the sound. Oh, the Banshee's cry Oh oh oh (the Banshee's cry) [Short Instrumental Break] [Verse 3] In the quiet of the countryside, where the ancient stones do stand, The Banshee's voice is carried on, across the haunted land. She mourns the fallen warriors, and the lovers lost to time, Her song a bridge to the other side, a mournful, haunting rhyme. [Pre-Chorus] In the darkened glen, she calls again, her voice a mournful plea, Beware the sound, for death is found in the wail of the Banshee. [Chorus] Oh, the Banshee's cry, (it chills the night), a harbinger of doom, With her ghostly wail, she tells the tale of a life that's leaving soon. Beware the sound. Oh, the Banshee's cry Oh oh oh (the Banshee's cry) [Violin solo] [Bridge] So raise a glass to those who've passed, and heed the Banshee's call, For in her cry, the truth does lie, that death will come for all. But in the heart of Ireland, where the legends never die, The Banshee's song will carry on, beneath the emerald sky. [Breakdown] [Dramatic Pre-Chorus] In the darkened glen, she calls again, her voice a mournful plea, Beware the sound, for death is found in the wail of the Banshee. [Resonant Chorus] Oh, the Banshee's cry, (it chills the night), a harbinger of doom, With her ghostly wail, she tells the tale of a life that's leaving soon. Beware the sound. Oh, the Banshee's cry Oh oh oh (the Banshee's cry) [Tempo slows down] [Mellow Outro] So if you hear her keening, in the stillness of the night, Remember well the stories told, and hold your loved ones tight. For the Banshee's cry, it echoes high, a song of fate and fear, In the land of Eire, her legend's clear, the Banshee's always near. [Fade out] Oh oh oh (the Banshee's cry) [End]

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