Song parody of
The Keening
by Havoc Academy
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Autumn descends with a glow of decay
Yellow for cowards and black for the grave
Echoes resound with the cries of the blest
And a coyote choir as we lay you to rest
So don't claw for the cobwebs that tangle your hair
Hurry through the shadows Godspeed my dear
If'n the demons come to nip at your heels
Call on the hosts may the angels prevail
Wail with the keening of the banshee
For a grievous omen she brings
Wail with the keening of the banshee
Though it feels like grinding our hearts with a pestle
We pile up the dirt over your mortal vessel
A final farewell delivers its thrills
Shivers our bones with your ghostly chill
Wail with the keening of the banshee
For a grievous omen she brings
Wail with the keening of the banshee
Wail with the keening of the banshee
For a grievous omen she brings
Wail with the keening of the banshee
The keening of the banshee
Don't claw for the cobwebs that tangle your hair
Hurry through the shadows Godspeed my dear
Autumn descends with a glow of decay
Yellow for cowards and black for the grave
Echoes resound with the cries of the blest
And a coyote choir as we lay you to rest
So don't claw for the cobwebs that tangle your hair
Hurry through the shadows Godspeed my dear
If'n the demons come to nip at your heels
Call on the hosts may the angels prevail
Wail with the keening of the banshee
For a grievous omen she brings
Wail with the keening of the banshee
Though it feels like grinding our hearts with a pestle
We pile up the dirt over your mortal vessel
A final farewell delivers its thrills
Shivers our bones with your ghostly chill
Wail with the keening of the banshee
For a grievous omen she brings
Wail with the keening of the banshee
Wail with the keening of the banshee
For a grievous omen she brings
Wail with the keening of the banshee
The keening of the banshee
Don't claw for the cobwebs that tangle your hair
Hurry through the shadows Godspeed my dear
