Come all who Hunger

Come all who hunger
Come ye rogue and restless souls
Come to the feast and
Let your greatest deeds be told
Raise up your voice and
et your songs be free and bold
For this night we feast with the Mighty

Morrigan chant

Bansidhe, Bansidhe, keening at the well
Who do you claim as you loose the gates of Hell
The souls of the slain called from your shrieking lips
Your chosen plucked form life with icy fingertips

Oh screaming hag that rides the wind, bring my love to me
For I would see his face again on this Hallows Eve
You wash the soul right from the skin, deliver us from life
Our spirits are renewed in the velvet womb of night

counterpoint:
Morrigan of the raven wing, yours the song the slain do sing
Mighty queen of forgotten things, open up the gate

Prayer for the Dead

Turn your eyes to the western skies
Away from dust of dreams gone by
A thousand flames on a vast dark sea
To light your way to eternity

           

 

 

 

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