[Part III: Disciplines of Caine]
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My wrathful cries of anguish
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Filled that dismal night
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I tore at my flesh and drank my crimson tears
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When I glanced up
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Appearing in a myriad of stars
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The illustrious archangel Gabriel shimmered
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Like the moon in my eyes
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Bringing mercy even to the damned
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But why? Why?
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He spoke of a path
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The path of Golconda
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From which my children could once again
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Inhabit the light
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Without another word, he disappeared
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And I conceived
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I had awakened at last
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Then the bright-eyed demoness
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Taught me how to hide from the eyes
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Of those who dare to hunt us
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How to command obedience
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And demand respect
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Soon I found myself attaining (yet) greater powers
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I could alter forms, control all beasts and perceive
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Beyond sight
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Eventually I had to abandon Lilith
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And flee from the barren lands of Nod
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Set out to procreate my progeny
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Caine's children shall inherit the night
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[Part IV: zillah and the crone]
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Of all my children, none so beloved
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My sweet Zillah, none so desired
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Her tender skin, her blood so saccharine
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I was mesmerized by her enchanting eyes
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But she would turn from me, she had no love to me
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Nothing I'd provide could keep her satisfied
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So I took to roam the wilderness alone
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Amid the whispering trees, a wrinkled crone I did see
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Crone: 'My spell can make thee win her heart
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Drink of my blood then we'll start'
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Caine: 'Her (foul) blood I drank for many nights
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And Zillah indeed became my wife'
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Crone: 'The elixir hast bound thee
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My serving thrall thou always be'
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Caine: 'But after a year (and a day) her grasp (on me) had gone
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With a stake through the heart, I left her to the dawn'
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The Cainian Chronicle Part III & IV: Disciplines of Caine / Zillah and the Crone
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