песня про Прошу, не уходи (исполнитель: ♫ Poets of the Fall)
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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] It's all a game, avoiding failure, when [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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