There are songs that scream, songs that whisper, and then there are songs like Ana Eclipse’s “Cover My Eyes” – songs that bleed.

From the first haunted chord, “Cover My Eyes” drapes the listener in velvet darkness. It doesn’t crash through the door – it slips in quietly, masked and mysterious, heavy with unspoken truths. A slow burn with teeth, the track is equal parks confessional and exorcism, revealing Ana Eclipse as not just a singer but a seer – unmasking delusion, layer by layer, chord by chord.

Born from a four-year war between instinct and illusion, this isn’t heartbreak pop – it’s survival poetry set to distortion. Eclipse lures us into the masquerade, where toxic love is dressed in tulle and tenderness. But beneath the soft lighting, something sinister festers. Her request – “Cover my eyes” – isn’t naivety; it’s self-preservation wrapped in denial. It’s the terrifying, tender moment when you’d rather live in a lie than feel the sharp edge of truth.

Sonically, the track sways between genres like it’s dodging memories. There’s the hazy shimmer of shoegaze, the visceral weight of metalcore, and flashes of hyperpop melancholy buried in the vocal mix – like echoes from another version of herself. The guitars don’t wail – they witness. The drums march with quiet desperation. And her voice? It’s wound, refusing to close.

But make no mistake – this is not a sad song. It’s a power ballad for the emotionally battle-scarred. Because even as Ana begs for the mask to stay on, we hear her begin to see. The fantasy crumbles. The illusion falls. And what’s left is the most dangerous thing of all: clarity.

“Cover My Eyes” is not just Ana Eclipse’s most cinematic work to date – it’s her most human. It captures the split-second where grief meets awakening, where rage meets grace. For fans of artists like PVRIS, Evanescene, or Bring Me The Horizon, this song will feel familiar – but Ana’a voice is unmistakably her own: raw, aching, ignited by truth.

As the lead offering from her upcoming EP, “Cover My Eyes” signals a transformation – not just musically, but emotionally. It’s the soundtrack to that gut-punch realization you’ve outgrown someone, and maybe even the version of yourself who loved them.

And in that storm of distortion and delicate defiance, Ana Eclipse doesn’t just cover her eyes – she tears off the mask.