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This song is by Ethereal Pandemonium and appears on the album Lost 'n' Sound (2007).

I burn quiet...
A taste of sound, precaution fierce
A creature 'pon my chest, fuming

She sighs farewell, glancing at me

Either the gates or the breeze
Was that the hooting in the trees?
The timber pine in window and voices there beneath
A dirge, my wailing banshee...