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[Part III: Disciplines of

My wrathful cries of
Filled that dismal
I tore at my flesh and my crimson tears

When I up
in a myriad of stars
The illustrious Gabriel shimmered
Like the in my eyes
Bringing mercy even to the

But why?

He spoke of a
The of Golconda
From which my children could again
the light

Without another word, he
And I
I had at last

Then the demoness
Taught me how to from the eyes
Of those who dare to us
How to command
And demand

Soon I found myself (yet) greater powers
I could alter forms, control all beasts and
sight

Eventually I had to abandon
And flee the barren lands of Nod
Set out to procreate my
Caine's children shall inherit the

IV: zillah and the crone]

Of all my children, none so
My Zillah, none so desired
Her skin, her blood so saccharine
I was mesmerized by her enchanting

But she turn from me, she had no love to me
Nothing I'd provide could her satisfied
So I took to the wilderness alone
Amid the whispering trees, a wrinkled I did see

Crone: 'My spell can thee win her heart
of my blood then we'll start'

Caine: 'Her (foul) blood I drank for nights
And indeed became my wife'

Crone: 'The elixir hast thee
My serving thrall thou be'

Caine: 'But after a year (and a day) her grasp (on me) had
a stake through the heart, I left her to the dawn'