[Verse 1]
In shadows deep, the Morrigan flies,
A crow among the battles, watch her rise,
With whispers of fate on the winds of night,
A guardian of warriors, she ignites the fight.
With every clash, her presence looms,
[Chorus]
Morrigan, the weaver of dreams and death,
Shape-shifting among us, take a breath,
With every battle, the darkness calls,
In her embrace, we rise or fall.
[Verse 2]
Her voice a thunder, fierce and loud,
Over fields of sorrow, she'll call the crowd,
As fate unfolds in the clash of swords,
A goddess of war, she strikes with her chords.
In every heart, her power consumes,
[Chorus]
Morrigan, the weaver of dreams and death,
Shape-shifting among us, take a breath,
With every battle, the darkness calls,
In her embrace, we rise or fall.
[Outro]
The crow above, a sentinel so wise,
With Morrigan, no soul can disguise.