Bas-Relief Video (MV)

You pulled me out
Of my poison and posturing
I was lost in a pattern
Of pro-rated options
We've been here before
There's nothing new
We head for the door
Your pitch didn't land
You missed all the bonuses
God lives for free in your head
But you own the place
Let's shake him down
And see if he knows
Whether fate is like a river
Or more like a stone-faced liar
Flatten your depth
Into color and curvature
You make your moves
Hot-blooded skirmisher
I won't let you
Dim your own fire
You held onto that 'til
Your fingers were lifeless