Banshee
When she screams with the
banshees
I always wonder what she sees
What makes her despair so?
What is it she wont let go?
When will I ever know?
We have something we can
share
We have something to compare
In her cry of sure despair
Her sorrow fills the open air
- Will she ever know I cared?
Does she really love the
grief?
Will she ever have relief
From the unseen demon thief
That robs her of her precious sleep?
Will she forever always weep?
What must we do to give her peace?
I'm sure deep inside she
wonders why
Of all the angels in the sky
It's her wings that never fly
And her soul that always cries
As she hears them tell the lies
- When will they be satisfied
With the pain, they cause my bride?
© Harley
