She Hates کے بول

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 race 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 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