Through the frost of dying fens
She walks where the cold wind grieves
Silver hair in stormbound air
And death is all she breathes
Beneath the moon of iron ash
The standing stones decay
A wraith adorned in burial white
Calls frozen souls away
Her voice cuts through the hollow dark
Like wolves across the graves
A chant no living heart survives
No pyre purifies or saves
The ravens crawl through frostbit skies
The withered torches drown
For every wail the night exhales
Another soul falls down
She knows the hour
She knows the grave
She rides the winds where flesh decays
Cry out, spirit — queen of anguish!
Her dirge tears flesh from soul
From frozen mires to gallows silence
She drags the dead below
Wail now, shade of the fallen!
The howl beneath the ice
When her shriek tears through the darkness
You know this night… you die
Ancient rivers flood with ghosts
The iron bells corrode
The clansmen drown in mourning tides
Before they see the dawn
Eyes like dying stars through smoke
Hands pale as winter snow
She walks beside the edge of death
Where crimson waters flow
No steel can pierce her shadowed form
No flame can break her cry
For kings and thieves are all the same
When the frost calls your name
She knows the hour
She knows the grave
She rides the winds where flesh decays
Cry out, spirit — queen of anguish!
Her dirge tears flesh from soul
From frozen mires to gallows silence
She drags the dead below
Wail now, shade of the fallen!
The howl beneath the ice
When her shriek tears through the darkness
You know this night… you die
Eons of grief consume her lungs
A thousand drowned beneath her tongue
She is the omen
She is the storm
The last embrace — so cold… so torn…
Drown in the dark — the night is bleeding!
Hear her cry from the other side!
Mothers kneel — the ravens gather
The banshee sings — another dies!
Cry out, spirit — queen of anguish!
Her dirge tears flesh from soul
Across the lakes of frozen silence
She claims what death is owed
Wail now, daughter of the shadows!
Your screaming drowns the light
When the banshee sings your requiem
You sink into the night
Hear her…
Calling through the frost…
The final breath…
The banshee cries…