Cain's Son

A.W. Nutter Trespassing through my domain Your excursion has become a habit Sampling your fruit I must abstain My lustful cravings I try to inhibit Gliding across the forest floor Your fragrance filling my senses Beautiful in your jogging decor Testing my self imposed defenses Vows of abstinence I'll rescind From your virginity I will imbibe Out of sight, slightly downwind As I travel stealthily by your side Wallowing in my lust induced state The sons of Adam I failed to notice Resurgence of a long forgotten hate As I head toward the muffled voices The men turn, as I begin speaking Of death and devouring their hearts Of my demons who are gathering To collect their souls as they depart I am Cain, destroyer of Abel Your lives are required this day The mens courage quickly fail Their bodies return to potters clay I gaze upon the daughter of Eve Realizing she's a direct descendant The chosen one who will conceive The destroyer of the covenant Pushing down my raging desire I force my betrothed to dress She has an unquenchable fire To feel this demons caress For now she must be satisfied In sharing her morning run With a lover whose life is edified When she gives birth to his son