| Song | The Stone |
| Artist | Charon |
| Album | Tearstained |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm ready to go. | |
| I'm ready to fall into her black. | |
| Oh, how can it stain. | |
| Why is her eyes so full of pain. | |
| Oh, why can't | |
| I bleed like you do. | |
| Why can't | |
| I breath like | |
| I did. Nothing inside of my heart. | |
| Nothing to crave like you have. | |
| I'm throwing the stone. | |
| I'm ready to blend inside her nest. | |
| My roam is a cry, | |
| I cry that is dark inside its frame. | |
| It's like her lips were made to scream. | |
| Oh, why just | |
| I can't see her fear. |