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Text: Slipknot. Vol. 3: (The Subliminal Verses). Pulse Of The Maggots.


This is the year where hope fails you
The test subjects run the experiments
And the bastards you know, is the hero you hate
But cohesing is posssible if we strive
Theres no reason, theres no lesson
No time like the present, telling you right now
What have you got to lose, what have you got to lose
Except your soul...just listen

I fight for the unconventional
My right, and its unconditional
I can only, be as real as i can
Bacause advantages
I never knew the plan
This isnt the way just to be a martyr
I cant, walk alone any longer
I fight, for the ones that cant fight
And if I lose, at least I tried

We, we are the new diablic
We, we are the bitter bucolic
If I have to give my life you can have it
We, we are the pulse of the maggots

I wont, be the inconsequential
I wont, be the wasted potential
I can make it, as severe as I can
Until you realize
Ill never take a chance
It isnt, just one side aversion
Weve dealt, with a manies diversion
And I wont, let the truth be perverted
I wont let another victim deserted

We, we are the new diablic
We, we are the bitter bucolic
If I have to give my life you can have it
We, we are the pulse of the maggots

Do you understand? (yes)
Do you understand? (yes)
Do you understand? (yes)
Do you understand? (yes)

Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)

We fight, for the ones who cant fight us
We live, and no one cant stop us
We pulse, with a push too far
And the advantages
Are but a malice
We never, had to fight in the first place
We only, had to spit back at their face
We wont, walk alone any longer
What doesnt kill us, only makes us stronger

We, we are the new diablic
We, we are the bitter bucolic
If I have to give my life you can have it
We, we are the pulse of the maggots

Do you understand (yes)
Do you understand (yes)
Do you understand (yes)
Do you understand (yes)

Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)
Say it again say it again (we wont die)