The quick and the dead have all been judged,
But not me...
I've been chosen immortal,
For the gods have a different plan for me,

Even upon the calling one must choose their own fate,
Blessed are we to have this right,
Like pawns in a game, but with minds of our own,
We choose what side we fight on,

Good?..Evil?
Victory on either side has its spoils,
But they also have their curses..their duties,
Their callings...

What side am I on anyway?
Perhaps..I'm too mad to know...