Blessed be the daughters of Cain Bound to suffering through the sins of their fathers commited long before their conception. Blessed be their whore mothers Tired & angry, waiting with bated breath in a ferry that will never move again. Blessed be the children Each & every one come to know their god through some senseless act of violence. Blessed be you girl promised to me by a man who can only feel hatred & contempt towards you. i am no good nor evil, i simply am. & i have come to take what is mine. I was there in the dark when you spilled your first blood. I am here now as you run from me still. Run then, child. You can’t hide from me forever.