Lirieke:
Ancient The Cainian Chronicle

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

[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

[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

Vertaling: Antieke. Die Cainian Chronicle Deel I: Die Vloek.

Vertaling: Antieke. "Die Cainian Chronicle".

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

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

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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