White Banshee

White tangled vines,
claw at her grave.
Black lifeless eyes,
pleading for a slave.

Wailing death,
on your broken doorstep.
Exodus have left,
lost in your soul's depth.

She's the immortal goddess,
hiding in the black sands.
Her lies so flawless,
crimson blood on her hands.

The one we all feared,
who poisoned our memory.
The name that cannot be heard,
she's called the white banshee.