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Satorionon
Dark and lovely like the waves on Halycion Trine she stands
Mistress of the night between stars and death and hell she dreams
In her visions you will find the brilliance of pain the keen
Edge of a sword that is well honed and ready
In her mouth are the words that you will use when afraid
She is the night and the dark and the moon and the goddess prime
For from her all other worlds were born and returned in chaos
She is the weaver that takes the threads of past and future with the now and
With the divine deep magic creates the automaton and the horror
When the demons have ran in fear she stands
When the Gods have bowed and prayed she laughs
She is the Satorionon and the only one of Her kind
Saturn is king and consort to her vision and her quest
She will abide
Mistress of the night between stars and death and hell she dreams
In her visions you will find the brilliance of pain the keen
Edge of a sword that is well honed and ready
In her mouth are the words that you will use when afraid
She is the night and the dark and the moon and the goddess prime
For from her all other worlds were born and returned in chaos
She is the weaver that takes the threads of past and future with the now and
With the divine deep magic creates the automaton and the horror
When the demons have ran in fear she stands
When the Gods have bowed and prayed she laughs
She is the Satorionon and the only one of Her kind
Saturn is king and consort to her vision and her quest
She will abide
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