The Cainian Chronicle Part Iii & Iv: Disciplines Of Caine / Zillah And The Crone Lyrics - Ancient

[Part III: Disciplines of Caine] 

My wrathful cries of anguish 

Filled that dismal night 

I tore at my flesh and drank my crimson tears 

When I glanced up 

Appearing in a myriad of stars 

The illustrious archangel Gabriel shimmered 

Like the moon in my eyes 

Bringing mercy even to the damned 

But why? Why? 

He spoke of a path 

The path of Golconda 

From which my children could once again 

Inhabit the light 

Without another word, he disappeared 

And I conceived 

I had awakened at last 

Then the bright-eyed demoness 

Taught me how to hide from the eyes 

Of those who dare to hunt us 

How to command obedience 

And demand respect 

Soon I found myself attaining (yet) greater powers 

I could alter forms, control all beasts and perceive 

Beyond sight 

Eventually I had to abandon Lilith 

And flee from the barren lands of Nod 

Set out to procreate my progeny 

Caine's children shall inherit the night 

[Part IV: zillah and the crone] 

Of all my children, none so beloved 

My sweet Zillah, none so desired 

Her tender skin, her blood so saccharine 

I was mesmerized by her enchanting eyes 

But she would turn from me, she had no love to me 

Nothing I'd provide could keep her satisfied 

So I took to roam the wilderness alone 

Amid the whispering trees, a wrinkled crone I did see 

Crone: 'My spell can make thee win her heart 

Drink of my blood then we'll start' 

Caine: 'Her (foul) blood I drank for many nights 

And Zillah indeed became my wife' 

Crone: 'The elixir hast bound thee 

My serving thrall thou always be' 

Caine: 'But after a year (and a day) her grasp (on me) had gone 

With a stake through the heart, I left her to the dawn'