Sermons of a Daedric Priest

UTHOR'S NOTE: After undergoing a series of translations, and decryptions at the Arcane University, my associates Sondil, Ardarume, and I have finally discovered an excellent collection of sermons from daedric priests throughout Tamriel. I've travelled for 17 years to obtain these sermons, and each spot I had encountered was as dangerous as the previous. The only sermon that escapes this rule is the final one, which managed to fall directly into my hands from an unknown source. Oddly enough, you'll find that these sermons are more of daedric poems, rhyming often, and in harmony as perhaps sung. After an obsessive amount of traveling, decoding, and fighting, we're proud to deliver these to you, however interesting your reaction may be.

Sermon One, found 3E 408, High Rock 

Grab the wine! Kill the swine! 
We will feast and we will drink! 
Loose your constricting morals! 
Dance until the night fades to day 
So says Sanguine, lord of all debauchery 
Make new friends tonight and sing 
And perhaps fill the inn's beds tonight 
Let not the ever-loathing guard stay your hand 
If he should try to ruin the mood 
See to it that you spill his blood 
And then dance! Dance through the night! 
Make jest and be in revelry 
Bring the wine! Kill the swine! 
We will feast and we will drink! 
Loose your constricting morals! 
Praise to Sanguine and revelry to all!

Sermon Two, Found 3E 410, High Rock
 
I say to you all that there is no other 
Who is like Dusk and Dawn's mother. 
She holds in her hand a brilliant star 
Her grace and kindness reach far. 
But though you see the Dawn 
the details of Dusk are not drawn. 
Cold and manipulative is she 
Mortals her puppets will be. 
Nerevarine, proud hero of us all 
Unwittingly came to answer her divine call. 
The Three who ruled the cursed race 
Met in person with Death's face. 
The keeper of the Star holds the strings 
Over all peasants, merchants, and kings. 
But fear not my good people of faith 
To your loyalty the queen shows grace. 
Hold true to the Dawn, the Dusk, and the Star 
And your riches shall extend far.

Sermon Three, Found 3E 416, Skyrim 
Shadows moving, webs unfurling 
In the darkness, gears are turning 
Friendship and love grow thin 
As dissent does begin 
Ties shatter, blood spills 
Spinner laughs over merciless kills 
Friend becomes greatest foe 
Murder of reason unknown 
A town becomes a true hell 
Families hear the tolling of Death's bell 
Few emerge through the blood 
Peace's web dies in the flood 
Spinner laughs, her dark deed done 
In the end, the victor is none.

Sermon Four, Found 3E 422, Summerset Isles 
In the beginning there was chaos, Anu and Padomay and Sithis 
Then came the Aedra, and along with them the Daedra 
Hero was he great Trinimac of the Aedra, But in death the outcast became a Daedra 
Malacath emerged, and the Orsimer were forged 
The sixteen princes left for their new home, Trinimac's brothers by murder became stone 
Orsimer tall and proud, became covered in hatred's shroud 
Exiled were they, to the Outcast they did pray 
Wrothgarian and Dragontail became their home, mountains of the Earth Bones 
Boethiah's enemies lived on, but years passed until their acceptance was won 
Trinimac's people proud and tall, lived on past their god's fall 
Loyal to his people is the god, on his people no one will trod 
Slaves were the ogres to men and mer, but Malacath saw that it was no more 
Outcast's grace never fades, praise to Malacath for all our days.

Fifth Sermon, Found 3E 425

They say they say that one fateful day 
An evil race was born, created were the vampires of Nirn 
Who could defile, forge a creation so vile 
King of rape none could defy, that day did the Earth Bones cry 
Lamae in her screams Arkay did hear, but he could little more than shed a tear 
Her dark awakening did spread, creating the progeny of the living dead 
But what the great give the great take, vampire's curse was an avoidable fate 
Satisfied not the corruptor went on, searching from dusk until dawn 
Til he did find one lost soul, and on this man came death's hard toll 
Rewarded was he that became a tool, only in debt was the fool 
King of rape was he, and none have done fouler deed 
But forget not his sphere, or you shall find divine wrath to fear.

NOTE: It is suggested that there is a sermon for every daedric prince, and although this gives an interesting representation of every daedric prince, it does not teach us all we need to know. I will continue my work, categorizing all the findings of my research, until I grow even older still.