...And Cain said unto the Lord, “My punishment is greater than I can bear. Behold, Thou hast driven me out this day from the face of the earth, and from Thy face shall I be hid; and I shall be a fugitive and a vagabond on the earth. And it shall come to pass that every one who findeth me shall slay me.”
And the Lord said unto him, “Therefore whosoever slayeth Cain, vengeance shall be taken on him sevenfold.” And the Lord set a mark upon Cain, lest any finding him should kill him.
And Cain went out from the presence of the Lord, and dwelt in the land of Nod to the east of Eden.

— Genesis, 4:13-16 (KJ21)


Well, I've been waking up under blades, blue blossom days
If only Damocles would hit me back
No alabaster carvings or faces on a farthing
Would prevent my head from falling to black

And it feels like falling into the sea
From outer space in seconds to me
And I play discordant days on repeat
Until they look like harmony

When the river runs dry and the curtain is called
How will I know if I can't see the bottom?
Come up for air and choke on it all
No one else knows that I've got a problem
What if I can't get up and stand tall?
What if the diamond days are all gone and
Who will I be when the empire falls?
Wake up alone and I'll be forgotten

Well, I know I should be touring, I know these chords are boring
But I can't always be killing the game
No golden grand pianos or voices from the shadows
Will do anything but feel the same

And it feels like falling into the deep
From somewhere way up over the peaks
And I play discordant days on repeat
Until the tape runs out for me

When the river runs dry and the curtain is called
How will I know if I can't see the bottom?
Come up for air and choke on it all
No one else knows that I've got a problem
What if I can't get up and stand tall?
What if the diamond days are all gone and
Who will I be when the empire falls?
Wake up alone and I'll be forgotten

And nobody told me I'd be begging for relief
When what is silent to you feels like it's screaming to me
Well, nobody told me I'd get tired of myself
When it all looks like Heaven, but it feels like Hell

When the river runs dry and the curtain is called
How will I know if I can't see the bottom?
Come up for air and choke on it all
No one else knows that I've got a problem
What if I can't get up and stand tall?
What if the diamond days are all gone and
Who will I be when the empire falls?
Wake up alone and I'll be forgotten