This entry is for the Fragile Dream Contest by , Journal: [link] !
Poets Of The Fall Carnival of rust
D' 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 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