Dark prevails, so say the tales
And tears through all our mortal veils
And through it all, great men shall fall
Forever sealed in coffin nails
Not in vain, this human pain
For it shall bring the wicked Cain
He rises up on blood to sup
The dark, unjust one who was slain
This wolf who prowls, makes heard his howls
And licks the blood from off his jowls
He breathes the breath, of grisly death
That rumbles forth from vile bowels
Forsaken twas, this man because
Unholy sacrifice he does
Such a chore, on him is bore
To bring a world that never was
And greatly flawed, are men of God
Who live their lives of sin and fraud
Unfit to meet, Cains bloodlet seat
Which oozes evil, far and broad
Copyright ©2002 Joesph Verdun