(It turns out that the early reports were wrong.
All wrong.
Now for that group out there that had such a hard time getting home,
Sorry bout that.
I guess the only thing we can do is play you a song.)
The sin will die when the cold blood flows
Can't spare her life when your own implodes
Naive in desolation
Blood steams with degredation
Wrong tag to your frustration
Let your tension grow
Shatter their own cremation
Their punishing formation
Your excommunication
Let them lurk below
The silence falls when your tension grows
Can't shut them out when they lurk below
The sin will die when the cold blood flows
Can't spare her life when your own implodes
Prohpetic accusations
Spewing indoctrination
What hellish condemnation
Let the cold blood flow
Sick with anticipation
Release your confrontation
Savior's assassination
Let yourself implode
The silence falls when your tension grows
Can't shut them out when they lurk below
The sin will die when the cold blood flows
Can't spare her life when your own implodes
(Your own implodes, your own implodes
Your own implodes, your own implodes)
The silence falls when your tension grows
Can't shut them out when they lurk below
The sin will die when the cold blood flows
Can't spare her life when your own implodes
(Your own implodes, your own implodes
Your own implodes, your own implodes)
It's uncanny just how good Actors is at emulating that Post-Punk synth sound from my younger days.
Each listen just gets better and better. I feel slightly ashamed for not having heard this album until a few short days ago. modestwriggles
Every time I think I found everything interesting on that music platform I find something amazing like that. I'm dancing alone in my living room ... Anne-Marie