Faking the Wisdom Video (MV)

Hands bone cold, the graying wolf bargains with the stars
The cursed woods, the tapering world
Until the city surrenders a sign, like the blush and the rush of the wine
Return to the chase of the light
Catch a speck of forever tonight
She dances sweats of lunacy, singed with carpet burns
The wilting eyes, so-called porcelain prize
And she surrenders to the city's signs with a blush and a rush of the wine
Sky scattered with long-dead light, as the grey wolves all circle in tight
Yeah, we're faking the wisdom tonight