Banshee
In the dead of night he lets out a scream
A scream so fierce it sends shivers down your spine
Run, run, or he will call you "Mine"
You run run little child
He is nothing but wild
Watch where you are going
Dare not fall
Beware of caves
They are nothing to shelter in
You will be nothing but blocked by a wall
Just run little child
Trust anyone
Or no one
Don't blink
Don't think
Just keep running
Run 'till daylight
Once the world is light
Thy may stop
Catch up on your rest
Or he will be best
In the dead of night
For he is nothing but a Banshee
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