Call me Banshee Over the course of life All the gloss runs dry No resort - No Escape Woe Outside the window Black strands cover her face Red eyes sparkle In the moonlight they glow Death bedevil this house She is the herald The time to part with The one you love When the stars cry They lose all light Like diamonds coarse and raw - Mat black A veil on our soul Beclouds all hope Piece by piece the shivers will burst Evertime you see her I die inside Death our companion on every step we take Farewell his shadow We can't escape We lose all light Like diamonds coarse and raw They lose all their light When the stars cry A veil on our souls beclouds all the hope The shivers will burst