Waylander - Morrigan's Domain lyrics

Black id the Morrigan on this plain Dark is her aspect, no remorse or shame Washer at the ford for those who can see The crone and the hag, goddess trinity. Goddess of war, denizen of d**h Seeker of souls, She awaits your last breath... Nightmare visions, choked with the bodies of the slain Rivers run red, ravens alight on mounds of lifeless forms Feasting horribly on carrion and broken bones, Once proud men, someone's sons and brothers all. Where now is the glory in your war No glory in your war No glory in the grave Hear the shriek of the Morrigan As she circles preparing to dine, To dine upon the slaughtered souls To feast on fresh dead flesh Triumphant scream of ecstasy Exultant in the misery Wallow in the pain Putrid stench of entrails and emptied bowels Morrigan's minions glut on unseeing eyes A picture painted in detail so obscene Morrigan greets all those souls who die. Eternal war she craves Battles unceasing Combatants increasing Sweet stench of blood on the wind Dishevelled warriors, expressions grotesque Dismembered bodies, expressions grotesque Her in her glory, goddess of war Her in her glory, Morrigan's domain.