The Further Video (MV)

A man made of straw can't stand in the wind
The man made of tin will rust in the rain
The witches words echo in my head
Will this golden road be my shallow grave
Static screens sway into curious lines
That play tricks on your mind
Just turn a blind eye and keep your stride
Keep on going, pass right on by

They lay awake at night while they sleep in bed
Haunted by devils screaming in there head
Cast them out with a crucifix made of pride
Willow branches dancing in the wind
Peace of mind redefines what's within
Cast them out with a crucifix made of pride

Unafraid because he thinks they're only dreams
It's not the fear that I have seen a ghost, but that I've become one
Let the glow of the fireflies illuminate your path
A world far beyond our own yet it's all around us
This realm filled with tortured souls
Now your outside let my voice be your guide
Keep a steady stride, into the further you go