Most Holy Death, beloved Lady of the Night, you who walk with grace between the worlds, I offer you this prayer with a heart full of trust.

Wrap me in your black mantle of silence and truth. Guard my soul from all harm, seen and unseen. Guide me through the shadows with your eternal light.

Santa Muerte, you who do not discriminate, who embrace all your children in bone and bloom— protect me, defend me, and grant me your strength.

May your scythe cut away the lies that bind me. May your hourglass remind me of time's sacred gift. And may your presence be always near in every breath, every step, and every prayer.

I thank you with offerings of truth, of candles, of devotion, and of my honest heart. In your name, I walk without fear. So be it.