Hangdog Cain

In the reflection of my mortal sword Behind the cold hearted steel A netherworld awaits my soul My shield the only rescue in my hope to find the Promised Land Bathing naked in his undeserving blood As I fed the blade into the heart of his utopian soil My dirty hands cannot be undone Time only ticks clockwise I’m Houdini chained with no escape Destined for the day of reckoning As I watched the tiny creatures eating on his corpse What have I done?? I deserve the worst conceivable penance, but instead You embrace me with your undeserving grace Seventy and sevenfold you’ve set me free Thank you, I am truly blessed