Mark Of Cain - Calling - Lyrics


I am a young woman

With callused hands and feet

With an ever - growing problem

Buried in me deep


It has stripped me of my beauty

With an overwhelming pain

And on yesterday's proud forehead

It has burned the mark of Cain


It happened long ago

Though it seems like only yesterday

I had come back home

After years of wandering astray


Walked familiar streets

Never knowing fate would find me there

And ever since I've been crippled

'Neath this burden I must bear.


The Mark of Cain

The child of pain

Of trouble and of war

Mother Nature cannot comfort

Nor the coolness of the sea


Lord above, how can I love

This thing that I abhor?

Child of pain is growing in me


Within me he is waging war

Battling for breath

Battling for blood

And a body of His own


I've considered the solution

But that would be my death

For while I've waited and debated

He has grown


Deep in my heart

I wish I could love him

Erase our past with a mother's embrace

I want to start fresh

But within me I'm fearful..

Will I find my oppressor in his tiny face?


The Mark of Cain

The child of pain

Of trouble and of war

Mother Nature cannot comfort

Nor the coolness of the sea


Lord above, how can I love

This thing that I abhor?

Child of rape

Is growing in me.

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