Concieved in a world of pain
A world that may never reign
They found our light in vain
Yet obtaining it with their love
The children of the moonlit skies
Ones who have consecrate eyes
First born sons of dusk
Bred to be made in the autumn's dust
He is your savior untill the day you die
His blood touching my throat into my soul
When wolves and lions intertwine
It is beautiful for the blind
The colour of grey seeps within
Cain's sould is forver with us
Our childe bred from the darkness
Cain
Goodbye
Swept away in sweet rapture
He shall return to us someday
Cain come back to us
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