Letras
The soil is red, the deed is done
No god shall weep, no voice shall come
The blood is cold, the flesh is torn
The mark remains, the cursed hold on
The fields still whisper, the earth still weeps
A brother lost in crimson sleep
No justice here, no mercy found
Just silent gods who watch me drown
I cast the stone, I swung the blade
I watched his breath, I felt it fade
Yet in the dark his voice still calls
A name etched deep upon these walls
Marked in Cain, bound in death
Doomed to walk with failing breath
Marked in Cain, no grave, no home
The world is mine, yet I suffer alone
Through barren lands, through shattered stone
A nameless ghost, forever known
I begged for fire, I begged for rain
But nothing soothes a godless pain
They call me cursed, they call me lost
Yet still I stand, yet still I walk
No blade may strike, no hand may fall
No end shall come, no death at all
Marked in Cain, bound in death
Doomed to walk with failing breath
Marked in Cain, no grave, no home
The world is mine, yet I suffer alone
Blood for soil, flesh for stone
Yet still I breathe
Yet still I roam
No god shall take me
No blade shall fall
I am eternal, I am the mark
No name to carve no soul to save
No hope beyond, no final grave
A shattered path, a fate undone
Forever marked, forever a'none
Through burning fields, through dust and bone
I walk alone yet not alone
For in the dark I hear his breath
A whisper soft yet filled with death
Marked in Cain, bound in death
Doomed to walk with failing breath
Marked in Cain, no grave, no hope
The world is mine yet I die alone