Poets Of The Fall - Carnival Of Rust
читать дальшеD` you breath the name of your saviour
In your hour of need,
N` taste the blame if the flavor
Should remind you of greed,
Of implication, insinuation and ill will,
Till` you cannot lie still,
In all this turmoil, before red cape and foil
Closing in for a kill
Come feed the rain
Cos I`m thirsty for your love
Dancing underneath the skies of lust
Yeah feed the rain
Cos without your love my life
Ain`t nothing but this carnival of rust
It`s all a game, avoiding failure,
When true colors will bleed
All in the name of misbehavior
And the things we don`t need
I lust for after no disaster can touch
Touch us anymore
And more than ever, I hope to never fall,
Where enough is not the same it was before
Come feed the rain...
Don`t walk away, don`t walk away,
Oh, when the world is burning
Don`t walk away, don`t walk away,
Oh, when the heart is yearning