# THE CAINIAN CHRONICLE
(Ancient)

English article by QueST

Ponderous Moonlighting The Cainian Chronicle | 2:23
Part I : the curse | 4:48
Part II : lillith's embrace | 6:15
Part III & IV : disciplines of caine / zillah and the crone | 5:53
At the infernal portal (canto III) | 7:06
Cry of mariamne | 3:03
Prophecy of sehenna | 4:04
Song of kaiaphas | 8:47
Exu | 2:52
The pagan cycle | 7:30
Homage to pan | 13:25

  Ponderous Moonlighting

(instrumental)

  'The Cainian Chronicle'
  Part I : The Curse

    Black clouds fill the day sky
    In the primitive lands of Nod
    As the two sons of Adam offer up
    Their gifts (of pride) to the one reigning high
    A dark fate born by sacrificial fire

    Caine: 'Oh, great father of my father
    Whom thou banished from thy garden
    Look down upon thy faithful servant
    And accept my beloved brother.'

    With tears of love the firstborn thrust
    His sharpest scythe deep into Abel's heart
    Rendering him lifeless but eternally
    Prized in the mind of god as his body withered
    In the scorching blaze

    Caine: 'Oh, my dear brother
    Forgive me for what I have done
    But to the one almighty
    A greater prize I have none.'

    Adam: 'Caine, thou has broken my seal of absolute love
    The crime thou'st committed meets not
    The approval of him above
    Forever shall you wonder in the lands beyond alone
    And from this day forth I cannot call thee my own.'

    Caine: 'Oh, father my great father
    Why hast thou cursed me so?
    Have I not done what thou asked for?
    To the shadowed woods I cannot go.'

    Adam: 'I can no longer endure thy sinful words
    This greatly unmerciful deed hast done his wrong
    I pray that thou find ways to repent
    And as I was cast out so you shall be gone!'
    Be gone!

    Exiled, the firstborn rushes off to the obscure yet
    Welcoming arms of Cimmerian darkness
    For there he shall find great wisdom
    And awaiting beneath the crescent moon lurks
    The mother of magick...

  Part II : Lilith's Embrace

    Caine: 'Alone in the darkness I can hear
    The sweetest voice
    Whispering words of surcease
    And I rejoiced!

    Who would dare speak to one so
    Condemned as I?
    Do you know of my most wicked crime?'

    Lilith: 'I'm known as Lilith, your father's first bride
    Like you I'm cursed to dwell in the shadows of night.'

    Caine: 'How can one survive here in the dark groves forlorn?
    Without a sole compainion of a friend of some form?'

    Lilith: 'But there are many compainions in my infinite kingdom.
    Through magick and sorcery I've found my freedom.'

    Caine: 'I was cold and she clothed me, I starved
    And she fed me, I was mournful yet she loved me.

    I shed bloody tears and she made them dissapear
    She kissed away my tears
    Her powers I could see would forever set me free

    I begged her to awake me
    Her blood, sweet as wine, as I drank she would sigh
    Then I closed my eyes

    Into the dark I fell and fell
    A deepest abyss
    Surrounded by obscurity
    A price for her gift

    Out from the frigid blackness
    Came a radiant glimmering light
    Revealing the flaming archangel
    Known as Michael'

    Michael: 'Cursed son of Adam
    Indeed his mercy is great
    Bow thy head and repent thine sins now
    Before it's too late.'

    Caine: 'Not by his grace but my own,
    I choose to live with pride
    Your 'merciful' god disgusts me
    His kingdom infested with lies.'

    Michael: 'You sad irrelevant fool
    Have thy no shame?
    You shall forever fear the light
    Of the living flame.'

    Caine: 'On the mornign by silver wing
    Raphael came to me and said
    Abel did forgive me
    Not by his (forgiveness) but mine own
    For darkness is my home

    I walk alone
    My skin would burn by the sun's rays I learned
    And the dawn had returned to earth below
    I did run seeking shelter from the sun
    The endless night of Caine had begun

    When I awoke, Uriel appeared
    The reaper with black wings
    But thrice denied his grace
    Hence, my blood-curse begins...'

  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'

  At the Infernal Portal (Canto III)

    Per me si va ne la citta dolente
    Per me si va ne l'etterno dolore
    Per me si va tra la perduta gente
    Guistizia mosse il mio alto fattore
    Fecemi la divina podestate
    La somma sapienza e'l primo amore
    Dinanzi a me non fuor cose create
    Se non etterne, e io etterno duro
    Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate

    Through me you enter the woeful city
    Through me you enter eternal grief
    Through me you enter among the lost
    Justice moved my high maker
    The divine power made me
    The supreme wisdom, and the primal love
    Before me nothing was created
    If not eternal, and eternal I endure
    Abandon every hope, you who enter

  Cry of Mariamne

(instrumental)

  Prophecy of Gehenna

    On the first day of Gehenna
    The shrieking winds shall be silent
    And when a black sun hangs from a somber sky
    Caine's sleeping children shall once again arise

    When antediluvians awake from eons of slumber
    The strongest of us shall fall prey to their hunger
    Countless storms shall quake the earth
    As the world turns icy cold

    On the second day of Gehenna
    Our father shall return
    And unite his wretched kindred
    To the ebon throne of city Enoch

    The vile culprits of diablerie
    Shall meet their deserved fate
    To drink the scarlet tainted from the first-born
    Eating away their breathless bodies

    And there shall be battle
    The next millennium antediluvians rule
    But shall be borne a woman bearing lunar mark
    The only key to our salvattion...

  Song of Kaiaphas

    I slept in the fires of Hades
    But did not burn
    I breathed in sulphorous vapors
    To reach the astral plane

    I tamed the three-headed Cerberus
    Then devoured his flesh
    I stared deep at the face of the Gorgon
    And made her turn to stone

    I made love to Prosperine
    To taste its bitter venom
    I shot an arrow into the eye of the Cyclops
    The earth shook as he fell

    I called the mighty Kraken
    And watched him rise to do my bidding
    I soared on the wings of the great dragon
    To feel the infernal wind

    I hunted the enchanted unicorn
    To obtain its horn of power
    I entered the labyrinth of Daedalus
    And slayed the ferocious Minotaur

    I came as the great star
    To ignite the blaze of the Phoenix
    I'll come to you in the shape of Incubus
    And plant my deadly seed

  Exu

(instrumental)

  The Pagan One

    Eurus, we call upon the east wind
    Notus, we call upon the south wind
    Zephyrus, we call upon the west wind
    Boreas, we call the north wind
    Spirit mother hear thy pagan son

    On winter solstice night
    Waxing mon reveals a new dawn
    (The) dark king transforms to infant light
    The cycle of ancient times has begun
    IO'EVOHE we are reborn

    Candlemass brings the (growing) child sun
    The triple goddess comes shining down
    As witches sing with inspiration
    Spiral dancing round and round

    The spring equinox rises high
    (The) dark maiden returns to us
    The woods abound with faery goblins
    Pan performs his songs of lust

    Rejoice in the beltane sabbat
    When lilac performes this magickal night
    Naked we leap the sacred fire
    And feast upon fruits and violet wine

    On the day of summer solstice
    The sun king will embrace the litha queen
    And perish in the wake of Lughnasad
    So may a splendid harvest be reaped

    On Mabon we follow the lord of shadows
    The empty season is upon us
    Lady autumn blows leaves of sadness
    Chanting as our offerings turn to dust

    Ancestor wraiths ride on Samhain night
    To proclaim the mystery of passing
    Wearing a death cloak smiles the waning king
    Let us see what the future will bring

    Death is rebirth
    The end brings new beginning
    Ever turning
    The wheel of the Pagan cycle

    Anadia... Klephera... Nuit... Mercury... Hestia...
    Horus... Brigit... Vulcan... Aphrodite... Ea... Isis...
    Akasha... IO EVOHE!

  Homage to Pan

    Goat horned god
    Wandering free in the woodlands and mystical forests
    To thee I owe my manhood
    For thine sexuality is untamed ans pure
    Satyr-king for centuries worshipped
    A legacy born in the bosom of man
    Lust beyond love, love beyond lust
    Ruler of nymphs I praise thee

    The wilderness is yours
    O great son of Herme and lovely Dryope
    When arcadians gather and sing
    The sweet sound of your pipe
    Will resound through the night
    Beyond wide valleys and streams

    Thou make all wood-nymphs run with fright
    With thine phallus awe-inspiring
    Like Dionysus and Cernunnos
    The muses sing in thine glory

    I am one of thousand in thy flock
    Be my shepherd, guide my cock
    Oh universal Pan
    Reveal thyself to me, make me mad