Line by line
Pale bled and blind
From what you breathe in
And what remains
You had your reasons
To go astray
In a sequence
You’ll call my name
It fell to reason
And feels like pain
Day by night
We fade from bright
There is no heaven
There are no flames
There is no reason
To fear the grave
supported by 5 fans who also own “Resign Your Fate (Radio Edit)”
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
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