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