Pendulum Soul by Peasant

Rot under the surface
I find myself again, swinging alone
Living void of purpose
I'm running but I got nowhere to go

Sick to the bone
Swinging upon my
Pendulum Soul

Eons in a swing
Walls are caving in
Living upside down
Fuckin torment abound

I've always been on the edge of damnation
Holding on for some form of salvation
But it never came
When I wake up it always feels the same

My horror
No faith
In tomorrow

Sick, sick, sick
Sick to the bone
Swinging upon my
Pendulum Soul

All I wanted was a place to be
All I needed was a victory
Pendulum Soul

I never look down
Cos I'm afraid of what might be found

All I wanted was a place to be
You showed me nothing, so I'll find it in me

• Deathcore
• Metal
• hardcore
• metal
• metallic hardcore
• thrash
• thrashcore
• Cape Town