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…