VANA - Pray (Behind The Scenes) Music Video

Dec 19, 2025 #vana #sumerianrecords #pray

VANA // PRAY // OUT NOW Buy / Stream: https://sumerian.lnk.to/pray Director: Tanner James Gordon Executive Producer: Julien O’Neill Producer: Kate Hill Production Company: Clever Propaganda Media Associate Production Company: 555 Productions Director of Photography: Nick Schulte Choreography: Coco Joelle Production Designer: Reece Scarpignato Creature Designer: Nick Scarpignato Gaffer: Randy Nguyen Key Grip: Matthew King Art Director: Wenjing Xia Steadicam Operator: Bedik Bedikian 1st AC: Ryan Abdelnour Hair & Makeup: Angie Shell Casting: Nadia Teichmann and Lina Farache Costumer: Sam Tournesol VFX Artist: Drigend Singh Production Assistant: Audrey Eck Vana Management: Clay Busch at Six18 Music Written and Produced by: VANA and Vincent Ernst Song Mixed by: Jonathan Dolese at Konkrete Studios Priest: Tom Desanto Dancers: Ella Klein, Kelsey Boyle, Laila Rose Sneddon, Mia Bojanic -- PRAY // LYRICS Yeah you better pray to God, That I get what I want Yeah the rapture has begun, Don't you wanna fall to your knees, Make you say pretty please? I'm a motherfucking God. Bow your fucking head, I need you to kiss the ground. Thorns on my head I think I look better in a crown I'll give you time to repent when you're dead, I'll bury you Face down Mania, Hysteria, Could you believe it, it's a miracle, Sanctified. Demonised, I'm not sound of mind. I swear to God I'd never let you into paradise. Yeah you better pray to God, That I get what I want Yeah the rapture has begun, Don't you wanna fall to your knees make you say pretty please? Baby I could be your God, Everything you'd ever want. But you don't deserve my love, I don't have to make you believe just keep praying to me. They've been mistaking it as elegance, God only knows I'm reeking of malevolence. Send me to heaven for the hell of it. So cut the lamb at the throat, And rid me of my innocence. Holy water steams upon the silver cross hung upside down. I think I'm losing it. I think I'm losing it (Josanna in the highest) Yeah you better pray to God, That I get what I want Yeah the rapture has begun, Don't you wanna fall to your knees make you say pretty please? Baby I could be your God, Everything you'd ever want. But you don't deserve my love, I don't have to make you believe, just keep praying to me. Losing my, I'm L-losing my faith (I'm losing my mind) Hysteria, I fear that you're familiar. Fingernails full of dirt, And when you fell up from above, I hope it fucking hurt, like tearing wings off from a dove, I'll plague you with a curse. Like flowers rotting in the mud, I'll put you in the earth. Say your prayers in reverse, I'll scratch your name into the wood that sits inside the hearse. Forgive me Mara, You're about to count the fucking worms. And in the ground I'll find out where you got the fucking nerve. Mmm mm, Eat the dirt. Yeah you better pray to God, That I get what I want taste my body and my blood, I don't have to make you believe just keep praying to me. -- FOLLOW VANA: