[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
forms, control all beasts and perceive beyond sights. Eventually I had to abandon Lilith and flee from the barren lands of Nod set out to procreate my progeny Caine
Traduzione: Antico. Il Cainian Chronicle Part III e IV-discipline del Caine - Zilla e la vecchia.
Traduzione: Antico. Parte III: Discipline di Caino.