Hymn to Salomé
Veiled Daughter of spite
From the flames of your mother's sins you rise
Leading the witches in nocturnal flight
Treading Diana's mill by full-moon light.
Dubbed with thy mother's name,
You reclaimed it, and arose as Erodiade,
Mistress of the faeries,
Lady of the night,
Grant to us the gift of respite.
Grant to us the strength within,
To rise above others' sins.
Victim, yet villified,
Though your hand was forced,
You give to us knowledge to continue forth.
Wearing thy blood-mother's veil,
You reclaim her name,
Rising in power as the reborn daughter of Night and Day,
So we call on you, Salomé, of Diana's train,
Oh great faery queen, who art Erodiade.















