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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
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