Verdades del Alma (feat. TCD)

Wounds of forgotten cause

Form a life of pain and loss

Anger and sadness become the norm

Unknown forces grab hold

As you look where to place the blame

You look inside where thoughts are made

Sign posts strike you in the back

As righteous acts conceal a lack

Weeps and sobs fly out the eyes

And the Me you are it never dies

And the Me you are it never dies

(Chorus)

Victim minds will never free

Until the pain is felt openly

Like a knife the mind cuts deep

Nerves are tight with troubled sleep

With a life of comfort mind finds peace

But as the world it shrinks the soul grows weak

(Chorus)

Victim minds will never free

Until the pain is felt openly