An inner struggle of the soul.
If my feet falter in the valley of the Lord
Do not bequeath my innocence
As the insolence of the sinners before
Those that lie among the shamed in pastures dried long ago
That lived in death without reprise of soul
The requiems that follows their feet is shattered, forever more.
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