歌曲 | She Hates |
歌手 | Charon |
专辑 | Songs for the Sinners |
下载 | 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. |