These are the words that Caine said,
regarding our Progeny
as he ruled in Enoch, as King.
Hear the words of Caine Law-Giver:

"Thou shalt not make Progeny against my will,
and if you are given leave,
then choose those Children of Adam well,
think of them as your future Brother or Sister.

Look to the everlasting night ahead,
and know Auriel's Prophesy:
that forever shall Childe rise up
to slay Sire

Know thou that, as in all things, the Father
overcomes the Childe, the Mother her Daughter:
Only through me will you come to Truth,
Only through me will you come to Peace,
Only through me will you come to Awake your
Power.

Know thou that the right of life or death,
as it was in my times,
will ever be the Sire's over the Childe's,
for it has been set in Heaven
as well as in this world,
the way of things.
My Father, Adam, over me,
I, over you,
You, my Children over the Progeny you get.

Thou shalt not suffer your Childe to live
If it is found that he killed
one of your Brothers
and has drunk his heart's blood.
This is the Serpent's Way, and I will not abide it.

Thou shalt not Embrace those who are unworthy.
Thou shalt not use the Embrace as punishment,
Neither shall you Embrace the youngest, who
should live long before being brought into
My family, so that the wisdom of our line
will grow.

Thou shalt not Embrace those who are diseased,
insane or full of ill humors,
for they will taint the blood.

Never shall there be more Kindred of Caine
than Kindred of Seth in a place,
neither shall there be one of Caine
for every three of Seth.

All Chlider should learn form their Sire
The Law and the Traditions,
The Rites and the Customs,
as I have given them to you.

Thou shalt not Embrace the Moon-Beasts,
for these should be outcast and called
Abomination.
Neither should you taste of their blood,
for they are forbidden,
they bring Death to our door.

Embrace not the blood of the Enlightened,
rather listen to their words,
watch their actions,
and move swiftly against them should they strike:
a useful sword, but often too sharp.

Taste not the blood of the Wild Ones,
for it is Madness, neither should you
Embrace them, for you would not survive it.

Embrace not Love, for Love in my Embrace
will grow cold, wither, and die.

These are the words the Caine said,
regarding the Children of Seth,
as he ruled in Enoch as King,
Hear the words of Caine Law-Giver:

"We are given Dominion
over the line of Seth,
third son of Adam,
as he is our youngest Brother,
we will watch over his children
as if they are our own,
we will show them th right way,
and in return,
they will serve us all of their days.

They will serve us while the Sun rides the sky,
and watch over our houses, with quenching water,
against Michael's Fire.
They will feed us, and provide us with clothes,
They will dance for us, and provide us with song,
They will lay with us, and provide us
with comfort,
They will advise us, and we will listen to their
advice.
They will worship us, and we must not allow
their worship.

Thou shalt not become as a God to the Children
of Seth,
for the One Above, growing jealous in his sky,
will strike down the line of Caine forever.
Remember gentle-faced Ashtoreth,
Remember golden-fat Baal,
Remember strong Tammuz,
Know thou that the Children of Seth will rise
up
with weapons from the One Above,
and conquer us, should we be as Gods to them.

Thou shall guide the Children of Seth as a
shepherd
guides his flock,
and culls them as they are needed.
Thou shalt cleanse their blood,
and keep them all of them free from disease.

Find you a place that is yours,
And the mortals who dwell there,
let them be your sheepfold,
let them be your cup,
let them be your holy bread.

Mark ye that a Mortal who,
marked with the Power of another Cainite
does a thing, yea verily
He does it as if that Childe of Caine did it,
and that Kindred will pay the price
of crime or retribution, just as
he had done the thing, for in this way,
there is an Accounting to be made,
and the Children of Seth not be
merely swords in the hands of dark
strangers

Mark well the threefold drinking, the Bond
of Blood, and let
those of Seth's Children with great skill,
come to serve the Children of Caine,
as it is we are the first part of Wisdom,
and should be served.

As well, in Blood Bonds,
know that there is no stronger Bond
than Caine with his Childer,
and through me, all chains are broken,
all shackles are shattered.

Mark well the Children of the One Above,
the Cherubs, the Seraphs, the Archangels,
for their touch will burn you as does
the Flame of Michael

Mark well the Children of the One Below,
the Serpent's Kin,
for their touch will burn you as well,
and their tongues will delude and deceive
you.

In need, you may feed the Beasts of the
field,
of your Blood, and husband them: they will
grow
strong and loyal, but beware of the Beast
with the Beast within, and feed not a Hunger
that may not abate.

Those you chose to bless
with the Potence of Caine,
may come to live within your house,
to protect you,
let no one Embrace these guardians,
let them be given blood at the
appropriate time:
let their Strength be your Strength,
Strength that does not abate with the sun.
Let their Eyes be your Eyes,
Eyes that can see in the day.
Let their Ears be your Ears,
Ears that can hear while you slumber.

Let those who serve be named greatest of the
Children of Seth,
and most privileged.
Let them enjoy the fine cloth of the
Kindred,
Let them enjoy the gentle music of the
Kindred,
Let them know the sweetness of our wine.
Let us protect them from those who would
hinder and hurt them,
and let all rise up in outrage should one
of those-who-serve
Be slain by another Kindred, for no Kindred
has the right to
kill another's Servant without provocation.

The Moon-Beasts, the ones-
who-change
they are the Oldest of all,
before my Father
they roamed the lands.
Tarry not in the path of them.
Avoid them, they are set upon
us
like wolves in the sheepfold.
For we are of one kind,
and they another.
Beware their sacred ground
walk softly through their
wilderness.
Their bite is as our bite.
Their claws are as our claws.
Tarry not in the path of them,
they are of one kind,
and we are another.

Of the mad ones, the wild
ones,
I say, first, drink not of their
blood!
But watch them,
For they are beautiful in their
wildness,
They are enchanting in their
mystery,
They are deadly in their war-
skills.
Alone among the creatures of
the night
They kept me company in the
earth
and brought me water when I
was thirsty
and could still breathe.

Like Me, they were cast out,
Like my Children, they are
homeless,
Like my Children's Chil-
dren, they wander,
Like my Mother and Father,
they know too much.
But they keep their own
council,
and, of them, I say
Mark me well: keep silent!
Say nothing.
Watch, and learn.

The Mother of Power, dark Lilith,
is the greatest of them, but there are
others, and more yet to come.
Drink not of their blood,
for they will ensnare you.

Keep wary of them, they are crafty.
They know Adam's knowledge,
and Eve's wisdom, they are the bringers of fire,
the tillers of soil, the husbanders of animals,
the bringers of writing, they are the Sun-children,
the Rising Stars.

They will seek to involve you in their journey.
Resist! Resist! their path disregards hunger, blood, and body.
Trust not the ones with bright eyes towards the dawn:
Remember always, it is the Dawning that brings your death.

Mark you there is a place
beyond spirit, beyond life
which is Darkness, Shadow,
and there Shadows dwell.
An island, a fortress, a land of the Dead
I have travelled there through
a pathway of doom
and I have witnessed the dread king
of the Stygian City as he sat at court.
I have seen the faceless hooded ones
traversing the River Styx.
They swarm about us like flies on a
putrefying corpse, and like us, feed on fear,
ecstasy,
and anger.

Dead they are, but undead,
and they are closer to us
than we will ever know.

The Blood of my Brother
cries out to me as I sleep
as the Sun crosses the sky,
I hear my brother, second-
born Abel,
screaming.
Mark well the spirits of
those who have died.
Know their strength is not
your own.
Listen to their words: they
carry wisdom.
Listen not to their songs:
that way is oblivion.
Do not seek to bind them,
but free them if you can.
Such is the commandment
of Caine, who himself has
been imprisoned and freed.

Thou shalt not slay thy Sire and drink his heart's blood.

Thou shalt hold the eldest among you as Lord, even as I am your Father, the eldest is closest to me.

Thou shalt honor each other's House.

Thou shalt honor each other's Domain.

Thou shalt not reveal yourselves as Gods to the Children of Seth.

Honor another's Progeny.

Honor always your Sire.

Thou shalt teach your Progeny the ways of the Kindred.

Thou shalt not Embrace Love.

Thou shalt not feed of the Moon-Beasts, the Wild Ones. the diseased, the insane or the drunken.

Thou shalt protect always those you serve.

To your Brothers and Sisters always give hospitality. To your Sire's Brothers and Sisters, always give the best part of your house, to your Progeny's Brothers and Sisters give a roof from the Sun and the blood of a sheep, no more.

Never forget your Sire's Sire, Caine the Wanderer.

Throw off the Elder's shackles
of the mind, reach into thyself
and see the truth revealed.
The Truth, as truth is seen,
will illuminate your soul and
heal your wounds.
Know who you are, first,
and be true to your self.
You are my children all,
but I would sooner shatter you like
flawed pottery than have your weakness
be that you are but a flawed copy
out of my mold.

Lo my Children, you will walk the earth,
wander far and carry these Words.
Move oe step before
those who see by the Moon.

Never abide weakness.
Keep your children loyal.
Walk with your head high.
Let the Beast rule you.

Mark where you hunt, so that
your brothers and sisters will know
and not intrude.

Take all you need, but be mindful
that the hunter can become the hunted
and there are those who find us
no matter how we flee.

Should you become confused
go and eat only of animals
for a moon
sleep in the earth
and drink in sweet water.

You will hear my voice in your ears
like a distant bird's cry
or a lions roar. And you will know
what to do.

Let no one say that the House of Gangrel
is a dishonorable one.
Let no one say we are not brave.
Let no one say we are not fair.

You, a child of the Beast, a child of
Darkness, are first among Kindred.

In the singing, shattered midnight
By the coral sands of time
Through the bloody gates of Heaven
Past the sentries of my mind.

Bring about the change so quickly
Bring about the terror's night
Bring about the blood of lovers
Bring about the smell of fright

I see you walking where I walk
Through the moonlit jasmine field
Listen closely as I talk
About the stars and their lovers past

Past fields of poppies, burning bright
Into towers of Blackened Bone
Follow me Bastard of Caine
Come with me, I have no home

As I drain your life's blood sweetly
As you sigh into my warm hands
As I suck your madness neatly
Streaming down like crimson hands

I dance the dance of a fool
And pry you find me mad
For if you lay hands upon the root
You'll know me, without illusions
And find me guilty of the truth.

You are the children of Shadow
You are the Sons and Daughters of Darkness
Seek the darkest place
Make it your own
Feed on the wicked, feed on the sinful,
Feed on the ugly souls
For such is our diet, such is our
Father's wish, our pre-ordained meal.

My childer, look not at your
visage to curse me,
for I know the beauty that lies within,
and no greater beauty will there ever be.

In quiet you will know beauty,
in beauty you will know truth
In truth you will know love,
in love you will know quiet

My children, my creations, my beautiful things
Watch and listen, listen and watch.

Use your sight,
to see the truth in beauty.
Use your speed,
to stay still.
Use your beauty,
to know truth.

My children, my creations, gentle roses all,
I have called for your sculpture,
I have called for your pictures,
I have called for your song,
I have called for your dancing.

Beautiful children, beautiful creations,
Gold is not as precious. Honey not as sweet.
Milk not as pure.

Like the tiger, you bite.
Like the hawk, you dive,
like the cat, you stalk.

Beautiful predators!
Sweet Succubi!
Daring Incubi!
Taste virgin's blood and find bliss!

Find your greatest part of Joy,
Follow your greatest part of Joy,
and know that I watch you , enthralled,
my children, my creations,
my beautiful ones.

We ruled in Enoch! We ruled in [the Second City]!
Dumuzi! Gilgamesh! Zeus! Jupiter!
We are every great man, every perfect man.
We rule, not by strength, but by right.

Be the Law-giver, the tool-maker.
Carry the sacred [Me] to the people.
Keep the covenant.
Bind those that rebel.
Glory in those who fight and win.
Keep strong swords about you always,
and sharp eyes at your back.

Cower not in fear of the Sun!
Shrink not from Fire!
Though cursed we may be
We are the Lords of the Earth,
and all things fall under our domination.

Know that you are made to be unmade
You are the white lamb
The gentle sacrifice
You are the greatest part of the bounty of Caine
And on your shoulders shall be his greatest Sin,
for alone among the children of Caine I have
asked the One Above for forgiveness,
and i have been visited by the worst of the One

Below's demons
Those snakes, which bit me in my sleeping
Those foul wyrms that suck my blood.
I learned from them to take the blackness from the blood
The wounds from the flesh
the evil from the soul.
And though I may die, you,
my childer will live on.

Open thy Eye, and see the world truly,
and know that what you do now
goes on to heal another generation.

And the enemies of Caine were great,
and fell to fighting over his trail
like hounds, te scent would not abate
through flood and moon, and much travail

The hunter's skill was great,
as they looked for their Father, and they did see
...ancient Discipline used they to find
the road to Shal-ka-mense

They came at last to that secret place
where Caine hid amongst the waters
Showing himself, Caine called them under,
"Gentle sons, gentle daughters,
Why do you disturb my slumber?"

And they tried to embrace their Father
with steely things
and things of wood,
but lightning Caine, fast-moving Caine,
would not be stopped by such as them.

Under the curling, blasting waters,
beyond the pool of Veyd-sah-me,
in the grotto of Shal-ka-mense
did they gather, did they gather,
to embrace their sleeping Father's form.

Found him sleeping? Found him wakeful,
battle-ready, eyes bright
smiling at is ancient Childer
waging war in waxing light.

Now the stars they one by one
blot their ways into lightning sky
Now the fires burn hell and cinder
Now the heat reveals the pyre.

Too long! the hunters waited further,
Too long! They did by Veyd-sah-me,
tarry long enough to see
light of Dawn upon their Father's Face.

And in the turning, burning Mark,
they saw the Finger of God's own hate,
twisting, curling, God's own Word it
Set apart Caine's lonely fate.

And as they burned in Hell-bright fires,
as they saw the melted flesh
as they burned with their own Kindred
Caine blessed more funeral pyres
Taking in his bloody Sacrament.

Seek not the blood of thine own Elder
Seek not the blood of thy Sire's Sire
Seek not the blood that made thee Kin
For thou will feel the funeral pyre
When thou dost pay for thy immortal sin.

It is very hard, my children
to prescribe for you the punishment
of burning,
of exsanguination,
of torture,
of paralysis,
of the sun death.

You are my Childer, alone among the
rest of existence,
you are my only companions,
forever will we be locked
in the way that fathers are bonded to
their sons and sons to fathers.

And yet, I will root out the bad seed,
I will weed out the worst of you,
I will prune my dark tree,
in the manner that my father,
Adam, taught me.

"Go not to the Clan of the Rose for advice, for they will give no single answer."

"Watch Gangrel, and when they are uneasy, leave."

"The first to die in any Jyhad are Nosferatu."

"Bless those who fight our natural enemies. Keep safe the water-bearer. the builder, the undertaker. These are not to be prey."

"Let not the priest, poet, or peasant see you feed. Not one of them will leave it be."

"Let Honor be your shield, your sword, and your cloak, let Ventrue save face, and you will go far."

"To rid yourself of an enemy, outlive him"

"Vengeance is best when the blood is still hot."

"Know that in all times there will be Caesar: pay him his due."

"Fight the first battle, win the first war."

"Watch your own Childer, on the lips of all is the honey-taste of Diablerie."

"One sip of Blood, I take. Two sips, I accept. Three sips, I refuse."

"Bargain not with the Darkness: in time it will take us all."

"Ride the Beast, do not let it ride you."

"Make not friends among the Poets, they will sing too much of you."

"Be not known. Seek shadows."

"When the Cross has a point, find your safety."

"Take gently from women. Take directly from men. Take sweetly from children. Take haltingly from animals. From Kindred, share. From the Moon-Beasts, feast."

"Be as a King: your sacred duty is to protect the weak and fight the mighty."

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