The Mark of Cain

first man borne of earthly woman wakeful n'fresh as the morning dew the heavens fell he, was false as hell over which he was meant to rise and rule There was sin, waiting in desire for him only one shade darker than quicksand sunken in haste, so as to mask all trace blood of Abel crying out from the land chasing tail in a cycle of blood and of grain bold and profane the mark of Cain expelled from all the glory of Eden sent forth n' far from the grace of God flesh o' his brother, fruits of th' field he built a city in the land of Nod industry of lust, engines of sin we begin wi' all fair favor spent sound n' fury, live n' love thy mis'ry daggers in the smiles of foe and of friend 'laws of human nature they won't ever change ne'er to be forgiven the mark of Cain the mark of Cain