THE BEAST

"Your Decay” by THE RED MOUNTAIN | Song & video out now Buy or stream "Your Decay": https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/theredmountain/your-decay Buy Official Merch: https://www.facebook.com/THEREDMOUNTAIN/shop/?referral_code=page_shop_tab&preview=1 Follow TRM: https://linktr.ee/theredmountain?utm_source=linktree_profile_share<sid=8ff23098-eb35-412c-9ac3-b6b9b5d68a3f Video Produced by: The Attention Company (https://www.theattnco.com/) The Red Mountain (https://www.facebook.com/THEREDMOUNTAIN) Directed, Filmed, and Edited by: R. Alan Ingalls (https://www.ralaningalls.com/) Song produced and mixed by: Michael Babb at Babbylon Sound (https://www.facebook.com/babbylonsound) Song mastered by: Kevin Nix at L. Nix Mastering (https://www.facebook.com/LNixMastering) Lyrics: I'm stuck, in the rut It's another psychological zeitgeist fuck Dim my soul with all the shit abound Flying all in the face of malaise Feeling down One letter lead two Three overused Falling only just short of less than self abuse They prayed for who? This tried and true Ripped up and abandoned with reckless abandon Who's bleeding And the thoughts are repeating On the focused receding The wasted time, a pantomime, the strings are tight Pull me back through the rut again Feed the hope where fools pretend Why don't you pull me back through the rut again I won't die for your decay I won't die for a light that falls I won't die for the leaving and deceiving Just to find the reason for the need of disease And just a point blank end Where the trigger could have been another motherfucking Münchhausen Jump, slice, choke, shoot Bitch, I could give a fuck Your toll is due Won't pray for you So ring the dead, tell em God's on the line And he's culling these wretched depleted beings Rhyme with a reasoning bliss When thought is timed It can't be mine So show me why you Pull me back through the rut again Feed the hope where fools pretend Why don't you pull me back through the rut again I won't die for your decay I won't die for a light that falls I won't Hollow space In this world Where it turns And the backs, faced back to back, burn A two-fold malice that you're thinking is breaking me down Knife to the throat Just to take this life back, everything it holds Deadpan sicko with a melancholy lust Who will march to the beat of his drum and he must Death won't wait for me to second guess I paid the dues I played the fool I'll sever the ties that I'm nary to hold and just Pull me back from the rut again I'm sick of feeding the hope where your lies pretend Why don't you pull me back through the rut again I'm not dying for your decay I won't die for a light that falls I won't die for your decay