Jacob's Ladder Video (MV)

It was on that tenebrous night
That I dreamt of you
God
You had determined
In vacant courtrooms
Tonight I would see things
Tonight I would see things
Tonight I lay here dreaming

I
Am
Lifted up
In your presence
A hallway
Extends
Galleries
Paint panic

Paranoia grabs my throat; it stabs at me
How could such suffering proceed to be
It has stripped the backs of the weakened ones
This sights been
Blessed

Fear motivates me
As the Holy Son sleeps

Godly
Vision
It paints distress over me
Much like these paintings
But the color is grey

Shift: I'm one of these
The maltreated
Lame witness
How, herein this nightly sleep?

I, the last one
I beg for your workings to bless upon them