Prayers to the Dark Lord Myrridan
O Thou who art the Lord of Night,
Shield me from unforgiving light.
Grant understanding where there has been none,
Grant me shelter while on the run.
O Thou who weaves magic out of death,
I beg of you, with blood and breath,
Grant me strength I can't find within,
To guard home and country, kith and kin.
O Thou who bears
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