Texty: Slipknot. 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 possible if we strive
There's no reason, there's 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 it's unconditional
I can only, be as real as I can
Because advantages, I never knew the plan
This isn't the way just to be a martyr
I can't, walk alone any longer
I fight, for the ones that can't fight
And if I lose, at least I tried

We, we are the new diabolic
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 won't, be the inconsequential
I won't, be the wasted potential
I can make it, as severe as I can
Until' you realize, I'll never take a chance
It isn't, just one side aversion
We've dealt, with a meanies diversion
And I won't, let the truth be perverted
I won't let another victim deserted

We, we are the new diabolic
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 won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)

Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)

We fight, for the ones who can't fight us
We live, and no one can't 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 won't, walk alone any longer
What doesn't kill us, only makes us stronger

We, we are the new diabolic
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 won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)
Say it again, say it again
(We won't die)