In Celtic belief, the “Gate of Samhain” refers to the boundary between the world of the living and the Otherworld (the realm of the dead), which opens invisible paths. The Morrígan is a powerful Irish goddess associated with war, fate, sovereignty, prophecy, and transformation, often appearing in the form of a raven. Cú Chulainn is one of Ireland’s greatest legendary heroes, a fierce warrior of the Ulster Cycle, bound to a destiny shaped by courage, battle, and sacrifice. “I Become” draws upon these ancient myths as a metaphor for leaving behind an old self and becoming something new. If you like the songs by Kaelis, then feel free to check out the playlist https://suno.com/playlist/7fcf2597-05ef-4279-b086-9ae40261fe8a ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ Lyrics: Copyright © 2026 Accasha All Rights Reserved ✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨✨ [Intro – low drone, distant bodhrán, whispered female voices] *At Samhain's gate...* *the old name falls...* *and something waits.* I walked where the blackthorn bends, where the old gods hide their names The Morrígan watched from the stones Three faces, one flame She said, *“Leave what you were.”* No blessing, no farewell I felt my former self, sink slowly into the well [Interlude – whispered, ritual voices] *Lose the name...* *Lose the skin...* *Find the one...* *within...* The river knew my sorrow The raven knew my fear, but somewhere past the ancient hill, I heard myself appear [Chorus – short, catchy, powerful] **I become, I become** **What I was not** **I become, I become** **Unbound... unbound...** [Adlib – distant] *Become...* *Become again...* Cú Chulainn rode through the mist His spear pointing toward the dawn He carried the weight of a thousand names, but every name was gone I saw his face in the water Then mine beneath his eyes A stranger stood where I had been and whispered, *“Now decide.”* [Break – drums stop, only drone] **Who were you?** **Who are you?** **Who will you become?** [Whispered adlibs] *Not the same...* *Not the same...* *No more...* Three ravens circled above me, black against the silver sky. The Morrígan opened her hand and let the dead leaves fly She gave me no crown She gave me no sword Only a road through the darkness and the courage to walk toward [Interlude – instrumental, bodhrán + strings] *Walk...* *Walk...* *Do not turn...* [Chorus – bigger] **I become, I become** **What I was not** **I become, I become** **Unbound... unbound...** [Break – everything cuts] **Burn the name.** **Break the chain.** **Become...** [Final Chorus – tribal, hypnotic] **I become, I become** **What I was not** **I become, I become** **Unbound... unbound...** [Outro – whispered over fading drone] *The old one is gone...* *The new one remembers...* *I become...* *I become...*
