War Song of the MacMor Clan

Notes: "the Lady" refers to the Morrigan, Celtic goddess of war, sovereignty, and sex, whose totemic symbol was a great crow or raven.

Hark, the pipes and drums are sounding!
Give a mighty cry resounding!
Blood and sweat are in the air!
The Lady’s storm-crow knows no fear!

I know that death’s the foeman’s lot,
And fear is something I know not.
Swords shall drip and blood shall spray.
I'll take many heads today.

The pipes ring through each hill and glen!
I long to see our fight begin!
Our sable banner riding high
‘neath the storm-crow’s bright blue sky!

Black, because we don’t know fear!
Black, like our grim Lady’s hair!
Our banner, black as darkest night,
Black as the Lady’s crows in flight!

Black, because no Tyrant will
Hold dominion o’er these hills!
Black, because a flag of white
Would mean peace; today we fight!

Now steel shall ring and blood shall spill
And fertilize the crops I till!
See now, the sky grows black with crows
Who’ll feed upon my vanquished foes!

Hark, the pipes in victory sound!
The Aryan’s blood flows into the ground!
I took many heads in this endeavor
And now have earned the Lady’s favor.