Los Secretos
Trotsky Vengaran
The Secrets
The secrets of pain
Are like a game without a manual
Trying to decipher what's right and what's wrong
You look for a sign
What's not, what is, what will never change
Justice is never blind
The wins, the losses, what people don't see
Black blood like the drug of resentment
The secrets of pain
Are like a game without a manual
Trying to decipher what's right and what's wrong
You look for a sign
The longings, the promises, the price of truth
The complexes, the recipes
The backstabbing, the pieces of paper
Black ink like the drug of resentment
The secrets of pain
Are like a game without a manual
Trying to decipher what's right and what's wrong
You look for a sign
No stars, no mercy
Black night, like the drug of resentment
The secrets of pain
Are like a game without a manual
Trying to decipher what's right and what's wrong
You look for a sign.
