Morrígan
Gild The Mourn
As night descends, the footsteps come
Hard with travel, curt with haste
A storm above cloaks steadfast eyes
Screams ring out as steel finds its home
Until I die
I'll hold the way and
Until I fall
I'll stand my ground
Until we die
We'll guard the way and
Until we fall
We'll stand our ground
Fire burns, a cold grey ash
A somber shroud coating the ground
Cinders dance, like lampyrid kin
For mortal strife, I rouse from my rest
Ravens call, on wings they come
To gather up your broken pieces
Bleeding hearts feed the earth
Heed my call, I'll lead you home
Until I die
I'll hold the way and
Until I fall
I'll stand my ground
Until we die
We'll guard the way and
Until we fall
We'll stand our ground
Until I die
I'll hold the way and
Until I fall
I'll stand my ground
Until we die
We'll guard the way and
Until we fall
We'll stand our ground