Forum Post: Sol Invictus

No one escapes your sight nor is prior to you, first and dauntless, never to be overthrown among the gods, who from your Golden Seat have all surveyed and on ancient Chaos first set out the way, your Light and Might struck forth our Dawn and placed Order among the raging things.

Alack, what boasted clans of impish men now make for mortal agony, crafting madness and dismay, with greater insolence upon our tended, holy cares than starving fiends let loose upon the pristine folds you once had cherished, glistening bright, that Neptune kept of fame and they despoiled.

Such also suffered, your great Dame, our Mother too whose Daughters fell to mischief among Aegyptus’ crew and thence from peace would be carried captive; none but you could tell by whom, how, and whence they were betrayed: the Darling lost, and from a violent act wrought comfort on our hearth and ken.

Father, first among the Mighty and our Care, hear this our prayer.

Lend to us and them our ken the pronged virtue of your Ray, and, triple fixed unhinge the serpent tongue, pierce through the Night and clear show forth the avenues that Death now makes for brutal men and their cruel ambitions.

None else we call upon, on whom all living things we know rely and in whose Fire must all the caste of mortal men be tried: their boasting, pride and wrath to bathe upon the Hour that now draws nigh.

Hasten then, a token of your sight amidst the clamor of the drunken fools; betray their machinations, pluck their brows and, scathing, rend the hidebound falsehoods they contend, thence cast among the dogs and splayed for shame-- their own vast wretchedness. Thus shall the Day be praised and Night low groan their wrong, its own discharged to writhe under the sway of Justice and Truth’s domination!

~DvM