Luyện nghe bài hát The Cainian Chronicle Part III & IV: Disciplines of Caine / Zillah and the Crone

[Part III: Disciplines of

My wrathful of anguish
Filled that night
I tore at my flesh and drank my crimson

When I up
Appearing in a myriad of
The illustrious Gabriel shimmered
Like the moon in my
Bringing mercy to the damned

But why?

He of a path
The of Golconda
From which my children could again
Inhabit the

another word, he disappeared
And I
I had awakened at

the bright-eyed demoness
Taught me how to from the eyes
Of those who dare to us
How to command
And respect

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

Eventually I had to abandon
And flee from the lands of Nod
Set out to my progeny
Caine's children shall the night

[Part IV: and the crone]

Of all my children, so beloved
My sweet Zillah, so desired
Her tender skin, her blood so
I was mesmerized by her enchanting

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

Crone: 'My spell can make thee win her
Drink of my blood then we'll

Caine: 'Her (foul) I drank for many nights
And Zillah became my wife'

Crone: 'The hast bound thee
My thrall thou always be'

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