In the beginning—time passed by.
In the beginning—ask me why.
Why pick Cain?
Be sane.
It didn’t have to be this way.
Before we came.
Before we knew.
Before we broke in two.
Mother listened to the serpent.
I’m still askin if she was the serpent that day.
Father doesn’t tell us why.
Why-we can go through pain.
If pain didn’t exist in the first day.
Abel—the apple of the eye.
Passive. Silent.
Why did it fall?
Why from the tree?
Why was this allowed to be?
And so it came.
Cain came to break.
He took & took in every cranny & crook.
The weapon was concealed.
I guess-he couldn’t tell.
It’s the story of history.
But in a turn blood was revealed.
Roots spread long.
So with guilt, there’s only us.
Us-brothers.
Us-children.
Us-we both couldn’t be free.
We both had manes.
We both had bangs.
We spent our days out~
Your eyes couldn’t avert.
We’re twins-I’m Abel.
And he’s my kin named Cain.
Brothers play-yet the story settled.
Yeah, yeah, get it in.
We’re nothing alike—he’s a bike with training wheels.
He thinks he can take the steering wheel.
HA!
Thinks I’m behind him—posterior.
Look in a mirror.
The moral says he’s my killer.
He gives me nothing but the jeepers.
So don’t be dying now,
As he will be falling down.
He’s nothing but a creeper,
Spying on me like a specter—
OH!
Obsessed with a cable about to be cut.
The one who stayed—who pays for what?
Remember the fable: you went to hell due to your envy.
What a bitter taste.
Killers killed Abel, but what about my neigh boi?
So I’m turning up the table dealing with you, playboy.
So come on, hay-boi.
Soon you know you’re going disabled—
Bucket it up, buttercup.
Wracked you with your cane.
Dang~
Crime ain’t no currency.
You be going with no morality!
Trust me~
Peace-wise, there’s nothing peaceful about killing.
This is Genesis—not justice, not mercy,
but balance through judgment.
Now this is my time of rhyme.
When you’re going blind.
Ride or die.
More like Write or fly.
Something you can’t get on by.
Someone needs to fall.
Oh, well, it hits us all.
Documents deck & sealed.
Time to chain the deal.
Today you are charged.
Now it’s your crime.
Don’t cry, it’s your life.

(Guitar & heavy drum settle in)
Now don’t get me wrong.
It’s just a silly song.
A interpretation.
righteousness.
You see the number.
That caught you off guard.
It’s an angel disguise.
Tally the phone & call the number.
Love a neighbor.
Love one another as I have loved you.
Love your enemies.
Do to others as you would have them do to you.
Bear one another's burdens.
Clothe yourselves with.
Compassion.
Kindness.
Humility.
Love the Lord your God with all your heart.
As love is all that you had to offer- But, no. The world loathe for it.
You have to hold on.
Close to your chest.
Than your mind.
Than you’re MIND.
Oh, you’re MIND~
Close those precious eyes.
You were god’s.
Lord breaths within.
You came out on the other end.
If this were true.
If it was really true.
Then why say?
It’s the oversight of the pendulum.
Now for pronunciation…

(A relaxing light solo plays)
Don’t say too much~
In the beginning—time passed by.
In the beginning—ask me why.
Why pick Abel?
His story is just as a fable.
Plastered by a label.
Be sane.
Just turn the table.
Why is this even able?
It didn’t have to be this way.
Before we came.
Before we knew.
Before we broke in two.
I, Cain came with hatred.
My reasons were untold.
By our mother that was sold.
Persuade by his words.
An apple.
A simple fruit.
Poisoned by Lucifer.
All knowing & fault.
You can said, culture isn’t false.
Then there’s people who come into cults.
Some guardians just stay patiently or don’t even appear. 
Silent.
Those who sincerely.
Sinners.
Banished in excel.
But for a Brother.
Born to two.
The first us-children born into pain.
Born from the womb of mother, true.
But love was there.
Lying in plain sight.
Just blinded by action & words.
In April certain Abel.
& for Cain came in September.
We’re not twins.
We’re not alike.
We could’ve been anyway how.
But, brothers.
It was a rock…
God damnit…
Do not conceal our truth.
Today is now your trial~
I don’t like your attitude.
Don’t lie, it’s your time.
You can’t give back what was-
Mother’s mine.
Father’s mine.
He was also mine.
Meant to be~
Eden so heavenly~
Nurtured, Adam and Eve.
Slowly, softly, & generously.
Couldn’t even get it- oh!
Through to me.
Too good for me.
When goodness is forsaken.
When all is lost.
When all is forgotten.
Behold, thy world is flat.
Than round.
A straight white line back down.
Able…
The victim.
It’s only tragic that he lost his light.
To the life of an object.
Cain the catalyst.
Lucifer’s first handed son.
I am not your messenger, he said.
He is a whisper.
I sang as I planned my part.
I stoned him.
Fate is sealed when there’s choice.
In the beginning—time passed by.
In the beginning—ask yourself why?
Genesis had the first part of the timeline.