In Medias Res Video (MV)

I don't believe it
I'm blinded by my blood
I didn't see it coming
What's done is done

They got me standin' on the portico
A noble death for the king
They got me plannin' my own funeral
(Cassius waitin' in the wings)

Who are we working for
Another voyeuristic officer
He doesn't even understand the war
'Cept what he's read in his books

Some men are ever servile and exposed
They wear their hearts upon their sleeves
But for the sport of their own crows
And these men seem the puppet
But they are closer than they appear
So proceed all ye with caution
And beware their smoke and mirrors

Who are we working for
Between a fool and a pawn
I'll hide the bullet in his trust fund
And use his heartache as the gun

There's never been a man as dangerous
As in unrequited love
Or a father with a daughter with a wanderin' eye

Some men
Are like a shepherd without a flock
Are a monument without a victory
A Christ without a cross
So I will play his loyal disciple
Ever honest
Ever meek
Whosoever between us will be the one
To plant a kiss on the other's cheek