From sacred dust, life did arise Shaped by hands that rule the skies Through the breath of the Divine Man was formed by grand design With wisdom faint and courage given He walked the earth, by mission driven A soul awakened by command To serve and toil upon the land Within the plan of sacred birth Two brothers came to walk the earth A holy bond, divinely tied Beneath the Maker’s watchful eye One raised flocks upon the plain The other sowed the farmer’s grain Each brought gifts to heaven’s throne But only one was not disowned And envy burned with deadly fire A heart consumed by dark desire Through rage he struck, with no remorse And death would take its brutal course A flame of ruin in his gaze He walked the path of no return The blood was spilled upon the ground A soul condemned to burn The soil drank the crimson flood A curse was written in his blood The earth became his prison wall Where shadows rise and angels fall What have you done, you wandering shade? The voice of God in thunder said Your brother’s blood cries out in gold A tale of wrath so darkly told Now you shall roam in endless night A branded soul, devoid of light No peace shall come, no home, no rest A mark of death burned on your chest There is no haven, no return No grace for flames that choose to burn For what Cain did, no prayer can bind He’s lost to wrath, and left behind