At the darkest of nights, she comes as vague shadow
Adorned in white, she appears like a widow
Her hairs all falling on her face
Sets anyone into cold sweat
The rustling noise she makes when moving
The haunted air she spills for musing
In the ghastly voice she takes your name or mine
Will send chills all the way down the spine
She'll play and play and will keep on haunting
However much you pretend to be...