My wrathful cries of anguish filled that dismal nightI tore at my flesh and drank my crimson tearsWhen I glanced up appearing in a myriad of starsthe illustrious Archangel Gabriel shimmeredlike the moon in my eyes bringing mercy even to the damned.But why? Why?He spoke of a pathThe path of Golcondafrom wich my children could once again inhabit the light.Without another word,he disappeared and I conceivedI had awakened at last.Then the bright-eyed demonesstaught me how to hide from the eyesof those who dare to hunt us.How to command obedience and demand respect.Soon I found myself attaining (yet) greater powersI could alter forms, control all beastsand perceive beyond sights.Eventually I had to abandon Lilithand flee from the barren lands of Nodset out to procreate my progenyCaine's children shall inherit the night.