Trouble In Eden

There's some trouble in eden We haven't spoken since the fall Me and the boys have been talking 'bout leaving If it troubles you at all But the serpent rose again and bore his teeth on the fourth day And the patrons of your holiest of names can't take my pain away There is no power But I can't help but call out And Able cowers As Cain begins to strike down That's the trouble with leaving I wouldn't know you if I saw I'm sure the spotless lamb is seething You can't watch your creatures fall But the serpent rose again and bore his teeth on the fourth day Oh, and the patrons of your holiest of names can't take my pain away There is no power But I can't help but call out And Able cowers As Cain begins to strike down