At Your Soul 歌詞
At Your Soul - The Grapes Of Wrath
What kind of rules
Get twisted like a vine
The shards of truth
That shattered in your mind
The fear that burns deep inside like fires in hell
Makes a man cheat his heart
So it won't break
The ball and chain grow in vein
That poisons the soul
Later on in the cold won't
Feel the fear that burns
Eyes full of doubt
And questioned sentiments
A ring around
Can never trust again
The fear that burns deep inside like fires in hell
Makes a man cheat his heart so it won't break
The ball and chain grow in vein
That poisons the soul
Later on in the cold
Won't feel the fear that burns
At your soul