ominous resurrection - the omen of the banshee lyrics

the clock stops at midnight
when the moon gazes upon the grave
in the distance a maiden approaches
enshrouded in a blackened mist
every night she comes for a firstborn child
her laments are only heard
by their pure virgin souls

the skin of children adorn her
their bones are her jewels and crown
ready to receive her love
they rush to take her hand
and as they disappear
never to be seen again
her spirit shall never rest