Rainbow Mage
Lib Democrat/Agnostic/Epicurean-ish/Buddhist-ish
Hail to you Set, mighty son of Nut
Great and terrible Lord of Storms;
You flash as lightning across the skies
No one can restrain you, no boundries will cause you to cease;
You roam the earth and heavens doing as you please
Mischief maker, who is ever near the sacred flame;
My lips cannot even speak of you, terrible one
My throat constricts, my tongue burns like fire;
Surely you are mighty and terrible
Isfet trembles before you, slayer of the great serpent;
No injustice will escape unpunished
You charge the wicked with a spear of iron;
I remain in the way of Ma'at, resisting Isfet with all my might
Therefore do not strike me down, terrible one;
No one you bring down is able to stand
Great and terrible Lord of Storms;
You flash as lightning across the skies
No one can restrain you, no boundries will cause you to cease;
You roam the earth and heavens doing as you please
Mischief maker, who is ever near the sacred flame;
My lips cannot even speak of you, terrible one
My throat constricts, my tongue burns like fire;
Surely you are mighty and terrible
Isfet trembles before you, slayer of the great serpent;
No injustice will escape unpunished
You charge the wicked with a spear of iron;
I remain in the way of Ma'at, resisting Isfet with all my might
Therefore do not strike me down, terrible one;
No one you bring down is able to stand
