Cities of the Plain

PHARAOH SONG: is there a balm in Gilead to heal the sin-sick soul and make the wounded whole? Thirty sons' thirty towns' mournful sounds formed beneath the sword and crown--- caught up in the green screen clouds FIREY RAIN: brimstone came pouring down on the cities of the plain came down? on children of the same came down? But Mary, don't cry please don't you cry Mary, please don't you cry BRIDE adorned in garments of salvation, torn: A promise to an air sign born on the cusp of Capricorn? DAUGHTERS (of Jerusalem): Arouse, ye love! SONS (overusing sounds like love w its permission or an emphatic absence thereof): Harvest past, summer's end, if we still are not saved, was I not sufficiently ashamed? neither did I blush save to speak your name? SERAPHIM & CHERUBIM: serving Arab wine from Hebrew skins in whose anger you'll find no sin: Now's as dreadful a time as any to begin But Mary, don't cry, please don't you cry Mary, please don't you cry. --- Cities of the Plain - mewithoutYou