Cain And Abel

Abel, what you hold in your hands

It is a good gift, it is the first of your land

You have a brother, he has his own gift too

And it is murder on the land and on you

And no, you don't know why

The people do what they do

It is a fading light

Though it once felt so new

Did he call you brother?

Did it once ring true?

It is a violent order

You were placed into

And it isn't through

Cain, look! You've got his blood on your hands!

And it spilled out and kissed the dry land

That was thirsty, and begging for a drink

With an open mouth you didn't know could speak

And it's saying

Right on, the earth is spinning

And you thought that you were winning

But you crawl just like a serpent

And you fall just like the first did

And the last will

So would you listen to the voice from above?

Because it calls out: It's thirsty for the blood

But you broke down, you could not provide

You cursed the ground; your mark will take time

And you're saying

Hold on, let's be patient

Cause abel just couldn't make it

And am I my brother's keeper?

Or am I a new deceiver?

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know

Where to go, where to go, where to go

No, you don't know why

The hands do what they do

Was it a split decision?

Or was it laid out for you?

Within your composition

Were you only true?

You were a violent man

Are you the first to choose?

Are you forgiven?

He put a mark on you

And he's saying

Come on, it's time to face it

You thought that you were wasted

But you fall just like your parents

And you walk in new awareness

With a mark on you to see you through

He put a mark on you

He will see you through

Oh, it isn't through!