Banshee

Bones on the ground
Twirling round and round
As she’s spinning oh so sweet
Bloody paintings with her feet
Crimson dust filling the air
She can feel you lingering there

Like a banshee, glowing dark
Singing melodies charming as a lark
Touched your heart once or twice
Her presence though feels still like ice
Take a look if you dare
She can feel you lingering there

Tears slowly falling down
Soaking into her white gown
Still a beauty, can’t resist
You’re not the only one who’s missed
Cause you're exposed, naked, bare
She can feel you lingering there