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