Battle Invocation

Lady of the Shades of Battle,
O Morrigan, death-black Raven-
There are rich pickings for you here,
In the battleground of my heart.
The plague of the oppressed rages through me-
Lady descend! I am your hand!
Arise black revenge,
Let all pitiful kindness melt in the heat of my anger!
May I be a Battle Maiden
May I be a Shield Maiden,
May I be your Handmaiden,
Scathach of the Axe!
O White Sow Cerridwen!
O you who destroys your young!
Bring your power down through me!
Let me not fear myself
Nor any other- living or dead.
And when I am done may the Shades take me,
The war frenzy overwhelm me,
My oppressors flee before,
As my war cry rings out through the world:
To Battle! To Battle! To Battle!