the_banshee_Jack_pretulsky_humblehastur (Add Instrumental)

[Verse 1] [baritone male vocals] The banshee The baleful banshee pale and worn Frail and haggard, long forlorn Wails from midnight until morn And her eyes are red with weeping She combs her foul and filthy hair And shrieks into the midnight air And oh my child you'd best beware She'll rouse you from your sleeping [Verse 2] She calls from near the riverside And calling she'll not be denied It does no good to run and hide It's death she is forecasting When she sings out a mortal's name That life eternity shall claim To substitute for earthly flame The slumber everlasting [Verse 3] Upon the night that she appears To send her song into your ears She'll not abide by your pleas and tears The banshee scorns your sorrow So pray she does not come this night If you would see the morning's light Sleep well my child, sleep fast and tight A dream of sweet tomorrow