Sigils of the New Cult Video (MV)

From many days away
You're still asking me to change myself
Boy, guess I'm stuck on you
We were moving too fast, too fast
He flashed the goldest gnash of canine; sigils of the new cult
And in that glimmer I had glimpsed the fragments of a replica
Gliding towards the most lush coloring to tint our lust
'Til we exhaust the spectrum
From many days away
You're still asking me to change myself
Boy, guess I'm stuck on you
We were moving too fast, too fast
From many days away
You're still asking me to change myself
Boy, guess I'm stuck on you
We were moving too fast, too fast
He'd been distracted by keeping me
So my transient heart had to leave
Oh, Fatima's eye, you can shift your gaze upon another
Oh, Fatima's eye, there's a bent man posing for your shutter
Oh, Fatima's eye, you can shift your gaze upon another
Oh, Fatima's eye, there's a bent man posing for your shutter
Élan for the willing
But I know he won't yield all too well
And he's tethered to
To nothing else
But he ain't no island
And I'm not bewildered, no
Élan for the willing
But I know he won't yield all too well
And he's tethered to
To nothing else
But he ain't no island
And I'm not bewildered, no
Me of little faith
Pleased here, mortifying the flesh
Oh me of little faith
Seeks deeds of the body and death
From many days away
You're still asking me to change myself
Boy, guess I'm stuck on you
We were moving too fast, too fast
From many days away
You're still asking me to change myself
Boy, guess I'm stuck on you
We were moving too fast, too fast
When the rush interrupted I knew I wouldn't come around
With my blood clotting no touch was felt enough to settle me down
Gliding towards the most lush coloring to tint our lust
'Til we exhaust the spectrum
From many days away
You're still asking me to change myself
Boy, guess I'm stuck on you
We were moving too fast, too fast