A banshee comes out to play

Sounds of horror and of dread,
that pierce men's hearts,
and steal their souls,
their eerie screams,
torment those who hear,
judgement is carried by their howls across the wind,
feel all the grief and guilt,
A banshee comes to play,
for her game is your demise,
feel the pain her echoes bring,
feel all the dread as she draws near,
the high pitched shriek feels your soul,
and cries of all those you have lost will come flooding back,
till your body dies from the shock,
a banshee comes to play.