At midnight, tonight A messenger of death Washing armors from stains of blood Death is rising from within the flood
Darkest omen, she awaits Female spirits, waling wraiths She creatures moaning in the night It is the curse, the curse of the banshee
Harbinger of death
The ruler of 25 From the mist she will arise Blood stained leather, the king has lost his crown Death is rising Kings and queens will die
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