Eidolon Video (MV)

Her saviour stayed for breakfast, that toast fell face up
Never took a bite, but thought that she could taste love
He prayed for an anarchy to take him
Spun the vinyl in reverse, heard 'my sweet Satan'
She plants trust in depleted plottage
Can't fathom why this love won't blossom
He digs distrust, conspiracy in spades
The stab is somehow easier when killers have a face
She looks to the stars to tell us who we are
Played the lottery today for Jupiter and Mars
Worked passed dinner, worked passed bedtime
Traded his family, buried that breadline
A widow of the black, beginner of the grief
Found closure in the open where the dead begin to speak
His eyes to the sky, following a flickering
The greys chose him, what a privilege
So imagine nirvana
Fill the blanks in
Sink is darker
Without a captain
A time for centaur
Spinning a quilt
A spiders web or
A pillar of silk
Sum of our sacred
Layers of husk
Cup of a makeshift
To a shape we can trust
Anything just to feel, a little less alone here
And who am I to judge
So she lays out her palms or decorated cards
A pinch of control for a speculative charm
He hoards treasures, we see junk waste
Every single item has its one day
She found poise, in pixelated places
Plays to an audience of simulated faces
He snuggles with a fire arm prepped for apocalypse
To wipe out the villainy of left wing politics
Weighted by hatred and rage
Her failings shrink with a stranger to blame
A fatherless cub in a concrete jungle
Swung to a gang of cantankerous uncles
She avoids black cats, never walks on the cracks
Never had accident, fall or collapse
Prescribed to his idle and ail
Just another sad rattle snake defined by his tail
So imagine Nirvana
Fill the blanks in
Sink is darker
Without a captain
A time for centaur
Spinning a quilt
A spiders web or
A pillar of silk
Sum of our sacred
Layers of husk
Cup of a makeshift
To a shape we can trust
Anything just to feel, a little less alone here
And who am I to judge