DESCRIPTION:
OUR EP "WANDERER" IS OUT NOW!
Merch: http://redhandeddenial.bigcartel.com
Spotify: https://tinyurl.com/RHD-Spotify
Bandcamp: https://tinyurl.com/RHD-Bandcamp
iTunes: http://tinyurl.com/itunes-wanderer

Engineered, Mixed & Mastered by: Michael Evola at Träumen Sound
© 2015 Red Handed Denial

Directed by: Chris Hau and Lizzie Peirce
Produced by: Chris Hau
Cinematography by: Issa Shah & Steele Fernandes
Edited by: Lizzie Peirce
Coloring by: J. Mitchel Reed
Location Manager: Pat Mete
Make-Up by: Phoebe Lin
Photographer: Brendan Mariani
Grim Reaper: Chala Speciale

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Creator, can you hear me
For I have sinned
I’m afraid that I might be the one
Will you forgive me
Hope has bled out before you and fear has been born
Was my purpose seen fulfilled
Has my life been worthy of glory
Do I run
How can I move on
Laden with the sins of yesterday

Whatever hope is now forever past
A revelation that could never last
The dreams and memories are never buried
Only following behind
It’s haunting, it’s menacing

I’m in a dream
He's following me
A presence lingering, watching me
Deliver me and all that I’ve been
Begin the suffering
I saw him, I fell to my knees
His hand on my shoulder was like a disease
I heard a whisper escape from his breath
“I am the beginning, and I am the end”

Death, upon us
Surrender your soul
If I may die, how will you choose to go
Watching me
Deliver me
All that I’ve been, take me
Begin the suffering
Left in unknowing
The darkness will follow
Promises hollow
The grim awaits his retrieval
Collector of souls, salvation, unknown

Gravity has forsaken me
The sand in the hourglass slipping away
How do I run
How can I move on
Laden with the sins of yesterday

Whatever hope is now forever past
A revelation that could never last
The dreams and memories are never buried
Only following behind
It’s haunting, it’s menacing
I’s taking me away to another place

Feet don’t fail me now
We're all tired souls
The raven is calling
Sowing the seeds of the end
We’re singing
We march to the beat of expiration
Collector of souls, salvation unknown.