From war to war, hang up your swords

And rest to heal their wounds

But time has taught, without a thought

Their guns will call the tune



They say it is tha mark of Cain

It's imprinted on our hearts

The shame it is that I should go

Seems we've grown apart



Mostly blind, can't see the signs

They stumble in the dark

My eyes confused, our lives abused

Just trying to make a mark



They say it is tha mark of Cain

It's imprinted on our hearts

The shame it is that I should go

Seems we've grown apart

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