Phantom Queen here your subjects call seeres of strife mother of all.
Macha, Nemain, Morrigan, Tuatha De Danaan comfort the slain
Raven Goddess appear this night, within my circle end your flight.
And though you bring the Spirit of fear, you are my Mother I am your Seer.
Go before me make my path clear, To you alone I am endeered.
Before washing my robes at the ford Land on my shoulder so I be warned.
I walk this path and without fear, The field of battle will soon be clear.
Through you all my wounds are healed. You are my lover my God my shield.
SMIB
THE MORRIGAN