Lullaby For Caine

From the silence,
from the night,
comes a distant lullaby.
Cry, remember that first cry,
your brother standing by
and lot of loved,
beloved sons of mine
sing a lullaby
mother is close by
innocent days
such innocent eyes
and he stole your brother's life
came home murdered
peace of mind
left you nightmares on the pillow
sleep now
soul surrendering your soul
the heart of you not whole for love,
but love walked on
cast into the dark
branded with the mark
of shame of Caine
from a garden of God's light
to a wilderness of night
sleep now
sleep now