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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Michael Morris" data-source="post: 1919133" data-attributes="member: 87">Two Paths Into NightTelzoan Religious ChantTwo paths into night art before thee lad Which one shall you walk when you die? Which one shall you lead when thou art gone And under the earth you lie. Beneath the wings of the bless'ed crow Or swallowed up by the asp -- And which one shall you choose before ye lad, Which of the two paths of the night. Two ways of death are before us all And one of them each man must choose And the choice is made by the deeds of life Tis your choice to win or to lose By Matacha's wings or Kepho's dark fangs Shall all of us finally go And which path into night shall you walk lad Tis only for you to now know. Long in the past there was one way of death And one god presided and judged All who passed from our world above And into his kingdom below. And there was no reward for valiantry And there was no reward for faith And so men passed into complacency And quietly accepted their fate. The elder gods knew that this could not stand For if death was meaningless -- so was life. The good gods could not inspire happiness then. The evil ones could not bring string And so the king of the damned souls was thrown out And his kingdom divided two ways So that each soul should judged in his death By the deeds he worked during his days But to whom would it fall to fill in the gap Left by the old god of doom Who could fully fill the old throne Who could his power consume. The elders argued and nearly made war Until two mortals did die And it was decided that their struggle Should become an eternal fight. Matacha and Kepho, brother and sister And workers of the ancient art Matacha a healer and redeemer of men Kepho a master of black art The Necromancers tied by blood Hated each other till death And yet in death a reward was given To each so that they drew new breath. Matacha is now our Lady of Loss For it is she who takes those away It is she who brings the merciful end And good hearts finally slay. She brings the souls she reaps from the earth To the gods they worshipped in life She brings them even as she weeps their death That she brought to continue life. Kepho the thief is defiler of life And the dark side of death he shall be The dark and unfaithful hearts are his To cast into the fire formed sea Unrequitted hatred and false life he allows To spurn his sister, to further his cause And as a son of Sekoon the evil He works so that evil ne'er shalt pause. Two paths of night are before us now? Two paths and which one to choose Two paths to cross 'fore the new day can come Two paths, one of hope, one of doom Two Lords of death rule o'er us now One of them each of us take One of them seeks to bring us to light The other all souls he shall break. </blockquote>

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