Ancient Prophecy - Pounded | Текст песни

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• Ancient Prophecy
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1.)
The sweet life burns like a fire,
No rescue for my pounded soul,
No one interested in my opinions.
Nested programs in my head,
A vicious paradigm for trivial life,
Mental derangement embraces me.
Cut off by own excuses,
Levitating through the haze.

Refrain:
Pounded
By own rejection.
Hollowed
And dashed by sin.
Confounded
Due to lousy advice.
Lifeless under hollowed skin.
My soul destroyed by anger and pain about my life, pounded by sin.
Lifeless under hollowed skin, my soul destroyed, pounded by sin.

2.)
Visionary ways my mind is building
To escape my nightmare,
Pillow in a padded room,
Where I lay my head.
Falling into deep black emptiness,
Waiting for my downfall,
Delirious thoughts compounded by sin.

Refrain: Pounded…

3.)
Open water, I am dreaming,
Where my soul is not abused.
Sailing on the waves of lightness.
No reminder of my deeper thoughts.
Cradled in a crib of brightness,
Paralyzed by a false sense
Of security, I forget what I should do.

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