Carnival of rust (Live-акустика) Poets of the Fall
Do you breathe the name of your savior In your hour of need, And 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 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
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…
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…