Children of Cain - Twilight Of The Gods

We are the children of Cain

And this is our new Jerusalem

Forty days in the desert

Have turned our bodies to stone

They say the past is another country

I don’t want to live there anymore

Feared half-truths in far flung towns

And our silent mythologies

Today I walked with the dead

For the last and final time

Stared down prophets of doom and dread

And reached out for your hand

We drew our swords in faith and anger

And shall not be denied

Our song is of righteous fury

Children of Cain

We rise

Children of Cain

We rise

Children of Cain

Rise Cain’s children

This is your time

Children of Cain

Sword of faith