Queen of Swords, you instead bear a grail.
What is the meaning of it?
Your suits are blessed confusion,
veiling your burning eyes.
You appeared in my cards at midwinter.
Since then, I have religiously
avoided sunlight, become deathly afraid
of steel. Once the Magician, I have become the Fool.
I journeyed to the Underworlds,
in search of Her cauldron;
Morrigan laughted as she filled it.
I have drunk of the waters of life;
Three drops of wisdom searing to my soul.
Blood calls to blood,
I, the living, crave life. O bittersweet addiction!
For one more taste of liquid fire,
I would brave the Queen once more.