Lullaby For Cain de Sinead O'Connor

From the silence, from the night,
Comes a distant lullaby.
Cry, remember that first cry,
Your brother standing by,
And lot of love.
Beloved sons of mine,
Sing a lullaby.
Mother is close by.
Innocent days,
Such innocent eyes.
Envy stole your brother's life,
Came home murdered, piece of mine.
Left you nightmares on the pillow.
Sleep now.

Soul, surrendering your soul,
The heart of you not whole
For love, but love what toll?
Cast into the dark,
Branded with the mark
Of shame, of Cain.

From a garden of God’s light
To a wilderness of night.
Sleep now,
Sleep now.