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The Banshee is a spirit from Irish folklore, known for her haunting wail, which serves as a warning of impending death. This song captures the sorrow of her eternal duty mourning for those fated to pass beyond the veil.

The Wailing Banshee

(Verse 1)
Through the mist, a shadow calls,
Soft as rain, yet colder falls.
A voice that chills, a song of woe,
A fate once sealed, a name they know.

(Verse 2)
No candle burns, no prayer may hold,
When banshee’s cry runs sharp and cold.
For those who hear her mournful breath,
Have stepped too close… to fate and death.

(Chorus)
Oh, the banshee wails tonight,
Through silver mist and ghostly light.
A sorrow sung, a whispered plea,
She weeps for those who cease to be.

(Bridge)
A lonely spirit, cursed to roam,
To warn the lost before they’re gone.
Yet none can change what fate has spun,
Once banshee’s song… has been begun.

(Chorus)
Oh, the banshee wails tonight,
Through silver mist and ghostly light.
A sorrow sung, a whispered plea,
She weeps for those who cease to be.

(Outro)
A fading cry upon the air,
One last farewell… beyond despair.

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