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

[Part Disciplines of Caine]

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

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

But why?

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

Without word, he disappeared
And I
I had awakened at

Then the bright-eyed
me how to hide from the eyes
Of those who to hunt us
How to obedience
And demand

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

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

[Part IV: zillah and the

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

But she would turn from me, she had no 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 make thee win her
of my blood then we'll start'

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

Crone: 'The elixir bound thee
My serving thrall 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'