| Song | Guilt on Skin |
| Artist | Charon |
| Album | The Dying Daylights |
| These hollow, | |
| These hollow grounds, | |
| Breathing every step inside that sorrow. | |
| And I lied, and | |
| I lied that you would survive. | |
| These weeping, these weeping times lasts for years yet you’re the one to face it and | |
| I lied, And | |
| I lied that we would be fine. | |
| Rush that | |
| I’ve already killed, | |
| Lust that | |
| I’ve already spilled on you, | |
| Your eyes made me crave for this. | |
| Strange shivers in strange ways tonight, | |
| Something passed the joy that | |
| I’ve collected and | |
| I felt, And | |
| I felt all beauty’s dead. | |
| This weeping, this weeping nights lasts forever yet | |
| I’m the one to face it and | |
| I felt, And | |
| I felt all cruelty’s done. | |
| She dances the dark side of the moon, | |
| She’s overdose, | |
| The beauty in cold. | |
| Cold, Just to feel that | |
| I’m alive, | |
| Just to feel the guilt on skin. | |
| Your blood, | |
| Your flesh makes me crave for this. | |
| This rush that | |
| I’ve already killed, the lust that | |
| I’ve already spilled on you. | |
| Your eyes made me crave for this. |
| These hollow, | |
| These hollow grounds, | |
| Breathing every step inside that sorrow. | |
| And I lied, and | |
| I lied that you would survive. | |
| These weeping, these weeping times lasts for years yet you' re the one to face it and | |
| I lied, And | |
| I lied that we would be fine. | |
| Rush that | |
| I' ve already killed, | |
| Lust that | |
| I' ve already spilled on you, | |
| Your eyes made me crave for this. | |
| Strange shivers in strange ways tonight, | |
| Something passed the joy that | |
| I' ve collected and | |
| I felt, And | |
| I felt all beauty' s dead. | |
| This weeping, this weeping nights lasts forever yet | |
| I' m the one to face it and | |
| I felt, And | |
| I felt all cruelty' s done. | |
| She dances the dark side of the moon, | |
| She' s overdose, | |
| The beauty in cold. | |
| Cold, Just to feel that | |
| I' m alive, | |
| Just to feel the guilt on skin. | |
| Your blood, | |
| Your flesh makes me crave for this. | |
| This rush that | |
| I' ve already killed, the lust that | |
| I' ve already spilled on you. | |
| Your eyes made me crave for this. |