O Set, Rebel coming in the night.
Bones of iron before Whom the sky does shake,
Who sends the storm above.
They say “He Who doesn’t care about the law”,
yet righteous swords do glint and arrows fly.
He Who fells isfet, poised atop the Barque of Ra,
outstretched hands fend off A/p/e/p upon the hour.
Heru takes the Shield and You the Sword, ensure our victory!
That which torn apart can fight as One against a common goal.
Abhorrent or Beloved, each in its stride,
a time for all, a place to rest, a day to be.
And be this day indeed, take up the mantle,
You of Thunderous Sky and Shifting Sand.
Be sharp as flint and swift as bird,
stealth of fish yet strong as raging bull.
He Who loves the fight, Who holds his head on high,
Who welcomes dissonance abroad yet beats the drum
compelling, every sound yields on His might.
I stand with You, Lord of Blades and Power,
my bonds undone, I will not bow to evil.
Brief intro: I'm G.B., and I've been worshiping the Egyptian God Set since I was 14 years old. I've published some podcasts about Setianism, which can be accessed on my website at DesertOfSet.com, and I enjoy writing music and telling fictional stories that are intended for a polytheist audience.
Here is a link to my full discography on DesertOfSet.com: