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Never bust our freedom
I’m not dead yet
Gotta a super dread fear
With a injured drug here
Like a dead beat winner
I wanna be a sinner
A not alive bribe
But I’m in the street killer
I’m killing each man
But you don’t understand
But you see it, in my bullet
And I’m killing, and I fucking snap
It’s supersonic
It’s bordaholic
Break down the obscenity...it’s all I want to be..
If you’re five five five...then I’m six six six.....(3x)
Whats it like to be a heretic?
If you’re five five five...then I’m six six six
Whats it like to be a heretic?
Everybody’s shook up ..what you waiting...
Everybody’s shook up....I’ll be sure to fight with you...
Everybody jump with me...from miles away...
Face to face ....so you’re gonna hear what I’m gonna say..
I’ll bleed for this and I’ll bleed for you
So you look at my face
Like someone you tried
Nobody wants anything I got
Which is fine because you’re made of everything I’m not...
If you’re five five five...then I’m six six six.....(3x)
Whats it like to be a heretic?
If you’re five five five...then I’m six six six
Whats it like to be a heretic?
Heretic...
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Let me tell you why..
I haven’t the slightest..
Do you think that you’re priceless?
Listen and collaborate...
All the money in the world cant buy me....
Go ahead, lie to me...
Tell me again how you talk shit...
I wanna know all you’re thoughts...are running so well..
You’re full of shit...
You had a dream but this ain’t it..
If you’re five five five...then I’m six six six..
What’s it like to be a heretic?
Never bust our freedom, I’m not dead yet.
Got a super dread fear
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Click here to write your
comments about this poem (Heretic Anthem by
Slipknot
)
Tom Caton
(4/25/2010 1:03:00 PM)
the lyrics are actually..
I'm a popstar threat and I'm not dead yet
Gotta super dread bet with an angel drughead
I'm a dead beat winner, I wanna be a sinner
An idolised bang for the industry killer
A hideous man that you don't understand
Throw a suicide party and I'm guaranteed to fucking snap
Its evil-sonic, its pornaholic
Breakdowns, obscenities it's all I wanna be-
If your 555, then I'm 666
Whats it like to be heretic
Everybody's so infatuated
everybody's so completely sure of what we are
everybody defamates from miles away,
but face to face they haven't got a thing to say.
I bleed for this and I bleed for you
still you look at my face like I'm somebody new
Toy, nobody wants anything I've got
which is fine because your made of everything I'm not-
If your 555, I'm 666
Whats It like to be a heretic
Heretic
20 seconds,8,4, let me tell you why
I haven't the slightest,
I'm teaching your brightest
they're listening, clamoring,
all the money in the world can't buy me.
Go ahead lie to me, tell me again how you were tortured,
I wanna know how you followed your orders so well.
You're full of shit,
you had a dream but this ain't it
If you're 555, then I'm 666
If you're 555, then I'm 666
Whats it like to be a heretic.
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