V1 Gravity swallows light In the darkness, they will come You might put up a fight Fear can make you feel numb V2 Flying past in the moonlight Red hair long and streaming Lamenting songs in the night Spirits appear while you are dreaming Chorus Rising from the mound Death is close, lurking near Mournful like no other sound Predictions filled with fear Keening women wail at night Bulging red eyes, agony Sure to cause you a fright It's the cry of the banshee V3 There's no place that you can hide They know just where to look All the tears that you have cried For those caught by their hooks Chorus Rising from the mound Death is close, lurking near Mournful like no other sound Predictions filled with fear Keening women wail at night Bulging red eyes, agony Sure to cause you a fright It's the cry of the banshee Chorus Rising from the mound Death is close, lurking near Mournful like no other sound Predictions filled with fear Keening women wail at night Bulging red eyes, agony Sure to cause you a fright It's the cry of the banshee