You can't feel what they do
Your the one who cuts
Hateful words build the smile
No real man among men
Abel's death cursed mankind
Cain walks among the masses
Gnawing the heels of the brave
Until they dig their own grave
No kindness left in the world
The only good acts are in fear
You obsess over manners
Your sadistic ignorant formalities
Celebrating a murderer
Kill behind a desk
Cain's spirit roams the earth
Feasting on the flesh of fools
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