Closed my eyes by a violent river filled with thoughts that left me shiver longed for a land to be delivered where the young don't catch the ship fair voice ran cross my ears sadness drenched for many years she'd had enough of the children's tears their cries had reached the judgement seat
i heard the banshee mark the day of the death of kings both strong and cruel forgive me father if my eyes are dry but i've seen too much of their rule
thought she dwelled only in stories but there she stood on the green before me pale blue eyes and a terrible glory of one who sees the end of thing thru wars and workhouse she had traveled watched so many lives unraveled held her breath upon the gavel now would justice come at last
i saw the bansee in the houses of power she was beautiful beyond all belief this time she came for the heartless killers and no one found any grief
woke again with a sudden shiver found a land still undelivered thru myself in a violent river and swam against the cursed pull all our myths and dreams and longings filled with tyrants' final fallings gardens lost and echoes calling adam, where are you?
i saw the banshee in the hands of my Lord only mercy held her release but nothing's forgotten and nothing's overlooked everything sowed is reaped nothing's forgotten and nothing's overlooked the eye of God never sleeps