I saw the field where silence died
Cain with fire in his eyes
Hands like hammers, heart darkened
Crushed the lamb and does not look back
Smoke still rising from the ground
Heard no mercy in the sound
Marked by God, but not erased
Wanders now, forever stared
Blood still speaks beneath the earth
Truth that screams through sacred pain
Brother's blood in cursed hands
Built his house on quicksand
Darkness fed, but light will break
Each curse a soul will cast
