Part Iv Zillah And The Crone Lyrics

Ancient 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."