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Born into this carnival of rust Fancying  for your touch Fancying  for your love All I see around is dancing to the rhythms of lust Blown away by the winds of infernal heat Colors bleed in the rain of angst Desiring for your touch Desiring for your love Emptiness fills the vacuum created by life When life was swept away by the waves of gust. In the chaos, eying the gates of carnival of rust. Drenched in the muddy slush of pain Thirsting for your touch Thirsting for your love Caught up in the maze of a cruel game At the end of which stands the gate. Walls of vast abysmal expanse of mind, closing in Encumbered by the dust of fears vision blinded by the smog of illusions ears assaulted by jarring sounds of confusion Craving  for your touch Craving for your love Don’t turn away.
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 3:42 AM UTC
The Carnival of Rust
Born into this carnival of rust Fancying  for your touch Fancying  for your love All I see around is dancing to the rhythms of lust Blown away by the winds of infernal heat Colors bleed in the rain of angst Desiring for your touch Desiring for your love Emptiness fills the vacuum created by life When life was swept away by the waves of gust. In the chaos, eying the gates of carnival of rust. Drenched in the muddy slush of pain Thirsting for your touch Thirsting for your love Caught up in the maze of a cruel game At the end of which stands the gate. Walls of vast abysmal expanse of mind, closing in Encumbered by the dust of fears vision blinded by the smog of illusions ears assaulted by jarring sounds of confusion Craving  for your touch Craving for your love Don’t turn away.
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Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 3:42 AM UTC
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