(Fall in)
(Fall out)
(Fall along)

In the first of light
Past the Noachide
Bodies wrapped in white
Stranded every pain
Baby, pasts are slain
I got out of La Grange

In Hinnom
All this time
With your heart in mind
Didn't you edit?
In Hinnom
Go, the least
And the precious feast
The in-vetted

Sand, it starts to steal (solar peace)
Dirt and ice imbed in cheeks (well, it swirls and sweeps)
In the potter's field (you just set it)

Strangers scattering (armor, down)
Nether passage in the wind (on the wettest ground)
Off pennant tension ring (not to vet it)

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Writer(s): Justin Deyarmond Edison Vernon