Echoes of Abel
Erstellt von Don Açoriano mit Udio AI
2024-04-17
Lyrics
In the chapter of beginnings, it's written in the blood (uh-huh) The sacrifice of Abel, Cain's hands stained in the mud (yea) Echoes of the Abel, the flock he tended well Cain's crop withered, jealousy's spell In the heart of the keeper, where loyalty dwelled Bitter roots grow, in enmity they swelled (come on, come on) Their blood calling loud from Earth to God's ear But man's heart grew cold, the voice he won't hear [Verse 1] In that ancient congregation, under skies so broad For the congregation's wonder, do they truly know the Lord? For the ones in the pews, still searchin' for God The tales of two brothers, the ground soaked in fraud (uh) For the faith lost in scriptures, now finding Cain's flaws Stone altars erected, but where is the Lord? (come one, come on) Questions raised like the offerings, souls feelin' the charge We preachin' lessons in Genesis, far from the mirage For the righteous who listen from steeples to stars Seeking truth in the passage where brotherhood mars (uh, yea) [Verse 2] From steeples to stars, they're kneelin', their hearts Holding beads in their hands and pleading, their part In sacred texts the truth we seek, His presence to implore (yes, Lord) Seeds of discord loudly speak, Cain's mark forevermore (oh, sin) Pulpits preach and choirs cry, beneath cathedral domes (Alleluia) But do they feel His spirit, or like Cain do they roam? (tell me now, tell me) In the teachings old as time, the message clear, foretold (listen up) Beware the path of envy, lest your heart grow stone cold (yea, yea) Through the eyes of the deprived, the story does unfold (come on, come on) A warning to the wise, let's not our souls be sold (uh-huh) For in the light of the Father, the true way is shown (amen) Not in the shadow of the brother, where hate is overgrown (no, no) [Verse 3] The altar lies abandoned, the sacraments in disarray (woe unto them) Church now empty, where the faithful used to pray (where have they gone?) Replaced by hollow sermons, in golden chalices they trust (idols) Forgetting the humble shepherd, turning devotion into dust (ashes, ashes) Still echo the cries of Abel, seeking virtue in the blood (hear him) While our Cain-like pride prevails, floods the world like a flood (drownin') In the tomes of ancient wisdom, a caution left unsaid (read between) Only by grace redeemed, or by our sins we're led (choose wisely) [Verse 4] In the vestments of believers, baggage heavy, unseen (what's weighing) Symbols worn as tokens, but what do they really mean? (tell me)
