| Song | She Hates |
| Artist | Charon |
| Album | Songs for the Sinners |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Charon, Leppäluoto | |
| Say no more, he´s craving for your heart | |
| Deep where secrets have been kept in ice | |
| And the fire in these hands burns when you must keep it inside now | |
| Pray no more when every path is through | |
| It has got to be faith, it has got to be the end of the race | |
| Cold whispering sounds of breeze | |
| Makes her to forgive | |
| Something we deceived | |
| Frail me slowly gave it up to you | |
| Healed needs blacken every heartless words and the fire in my soul turns into a liquid as | |
| I crawl Pray no more when every line is through | |
| It has got to be faith, it has got to be the end of the cries | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life | |
| Cold whispering sounds of breeze | |
| Makes her to forgive | |
| Something we deceived | |
| Buried in to your wounds it cries | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life. |
| zuo qu : Charon, Lepp luoto | |
| Say no more, he s craving for your heart | |
| Deep where secrets have been kept in ice | |
| And the fire in these hands burns when you must keep it inside now | |
| Pray no more when every path is through | |
| It has got to be faith, it has got to be the end of the race | |
| Cold whispering sounds of breeze | |
| Makes her to forgive | |
| Something we deceived | |
| Frail me slowly gave it up to you | |
| Healed needs blacken every heartless words and the fire in my soul turns into a liquid as | |
| I crawl Pray no more when every line is through | |
| It has got to be faith, it has got to be the end of the cries | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life | |
| Cold whispering sounds of breeze | |
| Makes her to forgive | |
| Something we deceived | |
| Buried in to your wounds it cries | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life. |
| zuò qǔ : Charon, Lepp luoto | |
| Say no more, he s craving for your heart | |
| Deep where secrets have been kept in ice | |
| And the fire in these hands burns when you must keep it inside now | |
| Pray no more when every path is through | |
| It has got to be faith, it has got to be the end of the race | |
| Cold whispering sounds of breeze | |
| Makes her to forgive | |
| Something we deceived | |
| Frail me slowly gave it up to you | |
| Healed needs blacken every heartless words and the fire in my soul turns into a liquid as | |
| I crawl Pray no more when every line is through | |
| It has got to be faith, it has got to be the end of the cries | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life | |
| Cold whispering sounds of breeze | |
| Makes her to forgive | |
| Something we deceived | |
| Buried in to your wounds it cries | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life | |
| For the sorrow she hates the life. |