Idioma Origen:
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
Idioma Destino:
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