If you’ll permit me a moment of what is probably blasphemy, my mind went a weird way while thinking about the valley of the shadow of death (Psalms), conflating it with the valley of dry bones (Ezekiel) and Gehenna (valley of Hinnom, also the word used for hell in the New Testament). And then with a little Silence of the Lambs memory mixed in. Because why not?

As song styles go, it probably bears resemblance to Sarah McLachlan in her Possession period.

THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW

The shepherd leads me into the valley
Warm green pastures and clear cold streams
Sparrows of the air, lilies of the field
Land of plenty, land of peace and of dreams.

Yea
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
I will fear no, I will fear no

And as I watch the emerald fields
Turn black as coal ash all around
The shepherd leads flock to a slaughtering barn
Until blood of the lambs seeps into the ground.

Yea
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
I will fear no, I will fear no

The life-giving stream beds crackle and dry
Bones pile to the sides well over my head
The shepherd, he waits at the end of the valley
Leading me to where all the others were led.

They call it the valley
Of the shadow of death
The shadow of life
Cast by every last breath.

Yea
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow
I will fear no, I will fear…

No, I will fear.