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A cinematic scene. Strong fisheye lens effect. Cinematic 35mm film aesthetic capturing a high-contrast interior bathed in shafts of amber sunlight piercing through ornate leaded glass. The nun shifts her weight from a languid slouch to an assertive, rhythmic stance, her sharp jawline catching the light as she begins to articulate lyrics with calculated, rapid-fire precision, her lips moving in synchronization with a rapid cadence. Her slender fingers abandon the starched lace to tap a sharp, staccato beat against the heavy oak altar, vibrating the wood. In the background, the cluster of nuns remains in stasis, their obsidian wool habits stirring slightly as stray dust motes swirl violently in the turbulent light rays. The camera slowly executes a steady, hypnotic dolly-in on the nun’s face, intensifying the focus on her defiant expression while the sharp flare of sunlight across her porcelain shoulder pulses with the ambient energy of her performance.. The character begins to sing: " [Verse 1] Amber light bleeds through the stained-glass seams, Tracing the shape of my secret schemes. The wool is scratchy, the lace is stiff and tight, But the curve of my hip hides a hunger tonight. [Verse 2] They’re bowing their heads in a dust-clogged line, While I trace the starch where the gold stars shine. The silence is heavy, the air is thick and sweet, I’m a saint in the pulpit with the devil at my feet. " The camera pans right at the end of the video.