Carnival of Rust

Do you breath the name of your saviour 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 come closing i

King of Fools I worry that I can't give you what you need That you'll find nothing underneath the peel That I can't undo the times we disagreed That I can't ignore the way I feel Cos what I feel is the only truth I know And I get by on this naivete o