Of Innocence And Black Magic

The evil city? You 
become the smallest 
light. 

The lamb did not save 
the godman. I was 
praying loudly. 

It was falling apart. 
The concept, the belief 
the palace. 

Years roll by. Until 
the priest was shot down 
on the street. 

You marvel at the 
turning of the mountain. 
How do you climb down the salt?