Cain and Abel

When Cain slew Abel it was not about the money

Somewhere east of Eden no one stayed his hand

When Cain slew Abel in the land of milk and honey

Somewhere near Damascus he had to make a stand

When Cain slew Abel, Abel was just another shepherd

Who watched his flocks by night above the fields his brother tilled

When Cain slew Abel in the shadow of the cherubim

A flaming sword is just no matter who it kills

What kind of god would lead you from the wilderness

Then abandon you on these city streets?

What kind of god would have you kill your brother

While handing you a victory of pity and deceit?

When Cain slew Abel he slew the first of all the martyrs

A list that has not ended even 'til last night

When Cain slew Abel he slew the first of all the heretics

Who returned to the garden to find the tree of life

When Cain slew Abel, the ground Cain tilled was barren

His offering rejected, he had to set things right

When Cain slew Abel he was not his brother's keeper

His parents were evicted, he just had to start a fight

What kind of god would lead you from the wilderness

Then abandon you on these city streets?

What kind of god would have you kill your brother

While handing you a victory of pity and deceit?