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Inanimate Red Created by Alex Boyd and Jack Geddes. With thanks to Rita Spuv, Jordan Burns and Michael Devlin. Elevated Misery. Now and Forever. Inanimate red is a moment of indescribable anger. Indiscriminate and directionless. Born only from hurt. Lyrics: You will not find your solace here, this is a place where memories may rot. The signs of the times lay upon us, I feel it coming for me, Me soul laid bare upon the sweet suffering, As I am one with the burden, the pain, Rotting in the pouring rain, Another lowly pilgrim left discarded by the way. Oh how great is it that I am abandoned once again in my greatest time of need? Was it not clear from the start that the art would be so fruitless and without promise? Still you thought to blame your failures all on me. Trust, discarded once again, we break. The words, the poison that you fabricate. Rejoice, for now we all know discontent. And still, you will never see consequence. As you stand commanding the sorrow from your soul, The malice and the petulance is all I cam to know. The binding grasp of selfishness too much for you to hide, Discarding those around you, now in anguish we reside. The trees all look the same, The wind singing my name, The screaming comes from the sea, And how it screams out to me. Now I find I'm running out of time, The story almost ended and the moral undefined. Regret, rebuild, the years lost in the hills, Again I see the visage of the pilgrim I have killed. The words they say, so poisoned and dismayed, But am I not the brother and the friend that you betrayed? And here I know, the story is now told, I hope you'll find your penance coalescing with the mould. Where Memories May Rot Facebook: Where Memories May Rot Instagram: @wherememoriesmayrot Twitter: @WMMR_UK Merch:
