Cronica Cainiana

Embed Size (px)

Citation preview

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    1/25

    PART I...Perpetual grief...

    LILITH:

    - To thee the grief is perpetual because thou art a vampire, the evildepends on thee, but thou shalt always live from shadows and in

    shadows.

    - Thy devilish wings never will take thee to the everlasting rest in paradise,to the everlasting bright in heaven.

    - -Lost paradise-

    The tears of thine fall to the dust

    Crying for thy sinful pain

    Thy punishment eternal solitude

    Thou once bright in purity

    But thou killedest out of love Now thou impure in original sin

    Thou sacrifiedest thy kinsman

    To embrace a love out of love

    But it was thy mistake made

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    2/25

    Thine tears fall to the dustCrying for thy sinful pain

    Thy punishment, eternal solitude

    Banished by thine lord of hope

    Thou hast to wander in the lands beyond

    In the land of eternal shadows and fog

    -The land of NOD-

    Thou cryest in silence

    Thou screamest in silence And I came to comfort thy suffering

    -Matter tenebra-

    I am the daughter of the night Bride of the infinite darkness

    Perpetual mother of the vampires

    -

    I am Lilith-

    I flied free through the night

    I run to the land of forgetfulness

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    3/25

    I escaped from the web of the lord

    I grew in darkness alone

    I fed my withered soul with ashes I rose my power from dust and grief

    -I am matter tenebra-

    I shall embrace a being as cursed as thou

    To be one of my children, son of blood

    I shall give to thee my power and dusk

    But to thee the grief is perpetual

    Because thou art reborn as a vampire

    And thy power and life depend on life

    And thy devilish wings will never take thee

    Back to the everlasting rest in paradise

    Back to the everlasting glare of thine paradise lost

    -Thou my king of Nod-

    PART II

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    4/25

    ...CURSE OF DAMNATION...

    in the beginning there was only Caine, Caine who sacrificed his brother out

    of love, Caine who was cast out, Caine who was cursed forever withimmortality, Caine who was cursed with the lust for blood, it is Caine fromwhom we all come, our sires sire, for the passing of an age, he lived in the

    land of Nod, in loneliness and suffering, for an aeon he remanded alone. Butthe passing of a memory drowned his sorrow

    CAINE:

    I am the first born son of the first onesWho grew in the flourishing world of mortals

    Protector of the fruits of the mother earth

    I am the first born son of the one above As beauteous as the bloody roses

    As pale as the shining moon

    I am Caine of Nod first born of Adam

    Who caresses the darkness and the gloom

    The melancholy of the roses is my own

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    5/25

    But a dark fate born by my desire The black clouds filed the sky

    In the shiniest day of the primal ones

    Oh great lord almighty above

    Who banished us from thine garden

    Look down upon and accept my beloved one

    This is my sacrifice prize to thee

    Abels heart lifeless in the scorching blaze

    Of the stone altar of holy blood

    Ive killed my own out of absolute love

    The Abels blood was the seal of my heart

    Oh please brother forgive me for what Ive done

    My sacrificial prize to the one almighty

    M

    et not the approval of him above

    Forever I was cursed to wander beyond alone

    From that day forth I was cursed

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    6/25

    By my father and his father aboveTo repent for the prize I have given

    But why have I been cursed so? If have I not done what he asked for?

    The sacrificial prize of holy blood?

    Exiled to wander in ashes and dust

    To be in the welcoming arms of the Cimmerian dusk

    In the lands beyond of perpetual darkness

    Cursed forever with immortality

    Cursed forever with lust for blood

    Cursed in loneliness

    Cursed forever to not beget progeny

    Cursed will be my off springs

    Cursed by the words of damnation

    PART III

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    7/25

    ...THE BIRTH OF THE FIRST ONE...

    I was cold and thou clothed me

    I starved and thou fed me

    I was mournful yet thou loved me

    I shed bloody tears and thou made them disappear

    Thou kissed away my fears, thy powers I could see would forever set me free...

    CAINE:

    Exiled was I by the mercy of godTo find ways to repent my sin

    Exiled was I to be gone in Nod

    I grew alone in darkness and sin I cried for the crime I have done

    My kin offered to the unmerciful deity

    Alone in darkness I just found dusk But in the thick fog thy brilliant eyes

    Pierced the blackness of my solitude

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    8/25

    It was thou, my fathers first brideI could hear thy sweet voice uttering

    Words of surcease and rejoicing

    Like me thou were cursed to dwell

    In solitude and shadows of night

    Like me thou lived alone in nod.

    How could thou survive in the

    Deepest forlorn darkness of the night

    Without companions or friends in solety?

    Oh sweetest lady of the beast

    Please teach me the secrets of thy kingdom

    Teach me how to live in this forgotten land

    LILITH:

    The secret of my kingdom, the blood

    The fount of my power, the dusk

    I grew through the magic of my own

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    9/25

    If thou indeed wantest to know my world So thou hast to drink from the fount of my veins

    My sweet blood, magic life of the life

    CAINE:

    I did wanted thy blood as sweet as wine

    I took the power of eternal life

    And so the abyss opened its arms

    Into darkness I fell and fell

    Into the deepest abyss I tumbled downThat was the prize of thy magic gift

    I drank and sucked whole thine blood

    And out from the thin obscurityI was reborn as a vampire, the first one

    It was the prize of my being banished

    It was the power of immortality

    It was the vampiric gift of the blood.

    Prologue

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    10/25

    What if in the silence we walk together towards the immensity of themotherdarkness? Whatabout if wetakeourhands and flytothedark sky

    of this midwinter night? Tell me, can we flee this realityofambition and

    dust? Tell me,dost thou love me? Or it is simple illusions of mybrokenheart? Tell me.

    Give metheanswertothese questions,butgivethem to me now, I do notwant to waitany more, tell me thy secrets, tell me thy senses, tell me if

    thou lovest me in shadows and silence,tell me my son.

    What about if in the pathofbloody roses we walk together towards theCimmerian darkness? What about if we takeour souls and fly free from

    this worldthat persecuteus? Whatabout ifthou lovest me in silenceanddusk?

    I cannottell thee what I feel, in silence I getto sufferbythineabsence, inmyown shadows I getto imaginetheday when we will betogetheragain

    as in my lostdreams, in silence I getto sufferbythinedespite, in mydarkroom I cry in eternal lamen ts forthyabsence.

    Cometh son mine, cometh my pallid son, childof curiosity, childofendless

    beauty,return to myarms, I want to love theeagain as in the pastdays Idid.

    I asktheeagain my son,Whatabout if in the cimmeries we walkto findthelosthope,the lostdreams ofours? Tell me,dostthourememberwhen I kiss

    thee foronce? Dostthourememberwhen I embracethee in theveil oftheshadows? Dost notthou know me?

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    11/25

    Tell mebecause in the silenceandblindness I cannot find the trail of t hy

    withered love to me, in the silence I cannot hear thy whispering voicesaying I lovetheetheravens cry silent thyvoice, come forward let mesee thy face in thedimness, let me see the thine in light, let me seeagain

    suchbeauty.

    I prayatthee my son, my,oer, my wholeand myhole. But whythere is no

    answer? Perhaps artthouabsent? Orthoudost nothearmy calling perhapsthedungeon ofenvyandvanitydoth not let theehear my chant, perhaps

    thouart in jail in thedungeon of insanity, where only what is visible, is thyselfishness, perhaps becausethouhast not senses andthou were corruptedby sadness.

    A dungeon horrible all round, and thou aloneblind, in the flame of thepurification, repenting thy sins, repenting of having left me in s olitude,

    perhaps those are the reasons why thou art not giving answers to myquestions, I think in motionless, I gavetheeevery singlethingthouart so

    far, I gave thee the immortality,and maybe that was my mistakedone, I

    was wrong, I made a mistake when I embrace thee, perhaps because Iembrace thee in love,andas thou knowst if there is love in theembrace

    the love will wither,decay and finallydie, that was my error and in the

    echoes of the night it was whispered, thou art alone in suffering andbanishment.

    No senses atall thoudid what thou wanted to,and thou willstalways berebellious,but till that thou were lockedaway in theheartof theground,

    thy proud will not die, so thou art dipped,buried, for thy madness, thyvanity,andthyown.

    I know thouart scareof me, so I will hide my powers,and my fears,dostnot thou remember? The night used tobelong to us, my dear prince ofplaciddeath, wehadadestinytogether,butthou in angerofhatred caress

    the lightof the mortals,adeadly kiss under the moonlight sky was givenandthevictim withhollow eyes staredatthee in his lastbreath.

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    12/25

    That was thy punishment,that was thy crime,therevengeagainst me,trytolove a mortal against me and against the law of the clan, thou took thy

    victim where the coldof silencedwelled, thouunconscious son, till thou

    saw thedemiseof thy supposed lover, thou killdunder the protection ofthe night,against my law.

    Now cry my son, now repent my son, now I beg thegreat mother for thy

    soul, my lover, repent thy sin, leave apart thy proud and repent, inclinethinehead tothevampiric law,andacceptthy sin, I already forgavethee,repent now orbefore is too late. Down thyheadtothe majestic supremacy

    of the elder,hear my silent words my son, and I hope thou listenst and

    applyestthese.Again my son, what if in silence we walk towards the lady of eternallament? Thou wereborn at mygraceto serveonly me now hearmy silent

    voiceandhushthy sinful words. Theblood paintedthyhands; theb loodofan innocent mortal stained thyhands and thydevilish wing my son. Thy

    tears darkened thy soul and; in thyown lies thouart tumbledown,and incryptical depths ofthyabyss thou shalt fall.

    Thou succumbdtotemptation and in demonic devastatio n thou shalt suffer

    everlastingoblivion andhungry. But thou weakdevil askest forbeing setfree, pourson,repent now,this is my petition,as I lovethee I can hatetheebut my love is stronger than myhate to thee. I love thee I want to listenfrom thee. Butthouart silent.

    What if in the silence we walk together towards the immensity of the

    motherdarkness? Whatabout if wetakeourhands and flytothedark skyofthis midwinternight? Tell me, can we flee from this realityofambition

    and dust? Tell me, dost thou love me? Or it is simple illusions of mybroken heart? Tell me; ordost thou prefer the punishmentor myhand toflee?

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    13/25

    Give metheanswertothese questions,butgivethem to me now, I do not

    want to waitany more, tell me thy secrets, tell me thy senses, tell me ifthou lovest me in shadows and silence,tell me my son. Tell me ifthou stilllovest me.

    Dont call meanimal, I am notabeast, I am oneoftheelders ofthe clan, Iam notthyenemythy motionless words kill meas daggerdeep in myheart.

    Thy icy look is killing myblaspheme illusions,tell me, I thou cansthearme. Thou canstreturn to meas once,tobethy moon in whichthou canst

    roundaround in orbit, I can beagain thy shelterfrom thy innerfears,returnto meandrepent now.

    CCoommee ffoorrtthhmmyytteemmpplleeooffffoorrggeettffuullnneessss aannddffiinnddmmeellyyiinnggiinnffeeaarrss aannddbbllaacckk tteeaarrss,, IIaammssccaarree ttoooo,,aasstthhoouu,, bbuutt tthhoouu hhaasstt nnoott ttoobbeessoo,, bbeeccaauussee II

    aammhhiitthheerr ttooaaccccoommppaannyytthheeee ccoommeeaanndd II wwiilllleemmbbrraaccee tthheeeeaaggaaiinnaassbbeeffoorree

    PART IV

    ...THE CURSE OF DAMNATION...

    Michael:Cursed son of Adam, indeedthegods Mercy is great, inclinatethyheadto

    him, Andrepentthe sin ofthine now, forbefore its too late

    Caine:Not by his grace but by my own, I choose to live with pride in darkness, your

    merciful deity disgusts me, his kingdom infested my life with lies

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    14/25

    Michael:

    Thou sad and irreverent fool, have thee no shame? Thou shalt forever fear the

    light of the living flame, thou shalt forever eat ashes and drink blood

    Now I am free to fly through night

    With my devilish wings of dark fate

    My crime, the prize of immortality

    But cursed at thrice by his archangels

    My night will be endless forever

    The shelter from the sun the shadows of night

    After Raphael, silvering winged angel

    Came the reaper of black wings UrielAnd thence my blood forever cursed will be

    I cried crimson tears of anguishMy dismal night forever will be

    The moon the merciful one to me

    The blood of my blood, childer of my own

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    15/25

    Never in light could habit again The path of Golconda our redemption will be

    The bright eyed demoness Lilith Showed me how to hide from

    The eyes of the who dare hunt us

    The bright eyed dark goddess

    Showed me how to command obedience

    And the demon respect

    The crimson blood of my lady Lilith

    Gave to me greater powers of dusk

    Control of all beast and perceiver beyond sight

    I could alter forms and flow through the night

    The supremacy of vampiric powers

    Awaken me to the night at last

    -The prize of my damnation-

    Eventually I had to run away from Nod

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    16/25

    I had to abandon my lady Lilith To set me free in the land of life

    I had to flee from my land of sorrow I had to get back to the land of my brother

    To drown the pain and grief of my soul

    Therefore I returned to the world of mortals

    To the world of perpetual light

    To the world of my brother and his childer

    And so I returned to the world of mortals

    To the empire that the third born, Seth

    And his second and third generation had created.

    PART V

    ...STANDING AT THE GATES OF THE WORLD OF LIFE...

    The secondandthethirdgeneration thoughhebecamerulerofa mighty

    nation,he was still alone, fornone was as he. His sorrow grew onceagain.

    Then he committedanothergreat sin, forhebeget more progenyof whom

    there wereonlythree,but from them came more progeny, Caines

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    17/25

    grandchilder,andthen Caine said: andendtothis crimethere shall be no

    more. Andas Caines word was the law,his broodobeyedhim,butthe city

    stood formanyages,andbecamethe centreofa mightyempire

    Standing at the gates of my brothers world Standing at the gates of Seths city

    Standing at the gates of a New World

    I came to drown my dismal sorrow

    I came to hide my mark of damnation

    I came to be the ruler of a mighty nation

    Yet I became the great king of blood

    Ruler of the biggest empire of silence

    My sorrow grew again by my sin

    I beget progeny to habit my kingdom

    I beget three progenies of my own

    I committed another great sin

    And so my off springs grew in number

    The sons of my sons, my grandchilder

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    18/25

    And my brood was born by my sin

    Therefore my world became the true law

    My crime will have an endAnd there shall be no more of my brood

    However my great empire of Cimmeries

    Stood for many ages for an aeon long

    My empire center of the great nation

    But the anger of the lord aboveMade a deluge fall down to earth

    And the flood washed over the world

    My great empire of Cimmerian power

    Was flooded and destroyed

    And all its people along with it

    I fell again into a gloomy sorrow

    I fell again into my loneliness

    I fell again into emptiness

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    19/25

    I had to leave my progeny to their end

    I had to abandon them to their own end

    Because I become as a dog seeking wastes

    But my kindred, my brood of blood

    Came to me and begged me to return

    To rebuilt the mighty city as once was

    So I did not come back with them

    Because the deluge was sent as a punishment For my return to the world of life.

    PART VII

    ...SPELL OF BITTER BLOOD...

    CAINE:

    of all my childer, none so belovedMy sweet Zillah, none so desired

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    20/25

    Her tender skin, her blood so sweetI was mesmerised by her enchanting eyes.

    But she would turn from me; she had no love tome

    Nothing Ive provide could keep her satisfied so I took to room the wildernessalone

    My childer had to learn caution

    My childer were killed by the wave of war

    My childer could not speak of themselves any longer

    Waves of mortal flesh were sent across

    Of all around the continents of the primal earth

    Sent to burn and destroy the city of the vampires

    But only the fool mortal flesh Thought my childer were fighting their war

    Thought my childer will kill each other

    But is for us they split their blood

    They fought against each other

    And at last the war was over again

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    21/25

    All my cainites, hid from one anotherAnd from the humans around them

    They hid their power and their mark

    In the dimness of the hiding

    My children still remain tonight

    The law of theJyhad still stands

    But one of my childer my beloved Zillah

    Came to the lands beyond darkness

    To embrace my lonely soul in refusing silence

    However amid the whispering trees, a crone I saw

    Her spell could make me win Zillahs heart

    I should drink her blood and Zillah will be mine

    Her bitter blood I drank for many nights

    The spell under the moon will start

    And Zillah indeed become my own

    The elixir of the wrinkled crone

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    22/25

    Hath bound the Zillahs heart So I will be her serving thrall forever

    But after a year and a day, my dear one Zillah and her grasp on me had gone

    Then with a stake through her heart, I left her

    -I left her to the dawn-

    Again my curse of damnation over me

    The agony of my eternal loneliness came to me

    I fell again into the wilderness of my own

    My beloved Zillah I could not love

    The spell of bitter blood, the seal of my own was

    The sings of Gehenna the end of my brood shall be.

    PART VIII

    ...THE SIGNS OF GEHENNA...

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    23/25

    Quiet hear the ravens cry the stillness of the wind, rising hot on the street,the towers hide the darkness of the day.

    When lasombras dreams come true on the day when the moon runs as bloodand the sun rises black in the sky that is the day of the damned when Caines

    children will rise again

    On the first day of Gehenna the Caines

    Children will rise from their lethargy And the day of the damned will come.

    When the black sun hangs from sky

    The world will turn cold and unclean Filthy things will boil up from the ground

    The storms will roll lightening with light fires The animals will fester and twisted will fall

    So, too, our grandsires will rise from the ground

    When the antediluvians awake of their slumberThe stronger of us shall fall prey to their hunger

    The storms shall awake the earth to the ray cold

    They will break their eternal fast

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    24/25

    With the sweet blood of them, the mortalsThey shall consume them whole

    On the second day of Gehenna, I will return I will call my children to the meeting on the first city

    I shall beckon them, sitting on my ebon throne

    I shall beckon the vile culprits of daiblure

    To meet their deserved fate of punishment

    They will drink my scarlet tainted blood

    And I will call aloud the names of those

    To be destroyed for their great crimes

    And all, those who have consumed the hearts blood of their sire

    I will bring them before my black throne

    And I will make them drink my tainted blood

    So, then my blood will eat their blood

    I n the great valley of Enoch

    The dark mother will be brought forth there

  • 8/7/2019 Cronica Cainiana

    25/25

    A duel of dark father and dark mother

    Queen Lilith and bastards

    Frendlish legions will ascend from the groundAnd there shall not know the things which will happen

    So the sky will tear apart and the earth below

    And the forces of hell will pour up

    Out of the filthy cold ground