A Muted Widows production for Deafheaven
Produced and Directed by Muted Widows
Michael E Linn — Nedda Afsari — Michael Zumaya
1st AD: Michael Zumaya
2nd AD: Savannah Meetze
Editor: Michael E Linn
Colorist: Arthur Garibay
Director of Photography: Ryan Hogue
1st AC: Jess Fairless
Gaffer: Gordon Yould
Key Grip: Chad Pelsang
Swing: Chris Lowery
Production Designer: Krystall Schott
Set Dresser: Cathy Myung
Stylist: Kaitlyn Lusk
Make Up Artist: Blake Armstrong
Prosthetic Artist: Malina Stearns
Hair Stylist: Lisa-Marie Powell
Prosthetic Artist: Malina Stearns
Picture Car: Judy Pierce
Production Assistant: Abigail Shields
Production Assistant: Bryant Woolcock
BTS Photography: Riley Stearns
BTS Photography: Jennifer McCord
Sean Forrester as The Phantom
Lyrics:
His heart is closing
Right when he is trusted
Who is he close with?
Feeling he owes his
Sense of self to lusting
Days without roses
Oh, he lies to feel like he is someone new
Oh, why don’t we leave and go to somewhere new?
I wonder what is numbness
And what’s a coma?
Into the lights
Closing his eyes in the lane again
He quit looking for the pears in paintings
Intimacy and its meanings
Leaving fondness for weakness
Strangers and desire
I wonder what is numbness
And what’s a coma?
Into the lights
Closing his eyes in the lane
Driving head into mystery
No feeling but the weight
I’m forgetting
He’s forfeiting
I’m deciding
That he’s quitting now
Filled with the sin of power,
This is what he’s destined for
In this ugly hour
Again he goes
Where he’s gone before
Losing all reason
He’s never learning
Someone adored
Lifts him today
All who stay will
Know a true love