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Slipknot Lyrics

I know why Judas wept, motherfucker
I have committed acts so heinous that only someone like Judas, who betrayed Jesus Christ, would understand the crushing guilt that plagues me

The fires burn on the summit
The destructive force of my actions has reached its apex

Shining a light on the ones I've killed
The terrible consequences of my choices have become undeniable and impossible to ignore

Survivor's guilt - undetermined
I am plagued by the knowledge that I am still alive while others are not, but I am uncertain of how to channel this feeling

I could murder the world in all the blood I've spilled
The sheer amount of carnage I have caused is enough to destroy everything and everyone around me

Banishment
I have been cast out from society for my unspeakable acts

Still question the conquered
Even in the midst of my downfall, I wonder if those I have hurt truly deserved it

To hell with your intelligence
I reject the notion that knowledge can provide me with solace or redemption

Just figure out your common sense
I am left with only my intuition to guide me

No one is bulletproof
Everyone is susceptible to pain and suffering, no matter how invincible they may seem

And I'll eat the skins of my brothers
I am so consumed by my own wickedness that I will even consume those closest to me

Yellow pastor bones will make a perfect wall
The remains of the religious leaders who may have once tried to guide me can now serve as a barrier against the rest of the world

Gonna fill in the cracks of these feelings
I will try to numb my emotional pain by any means necessary

With every terrible piece or maybe nothing at all
I am willing to try anything, no matter how awful or ineffective it may be, to escape my guilt

Selfishness
I am driven purely by my own self-interest, even if it harms others

Take granted for everything
I have never appreciated or valued what I had until it was too late

What more could you ask for?
Given my monstrous actions, is there anything left for anyone to desire from me?

It doesn't matter anymore
My former desires and motivations are irrelevant in the face of the severity of my crimes

Can you feel the cold?
The chilling weight of my guilt is all-encompassing

Fortune never favors the old
There is no mercy or forgiveness available to those who have committed such terrible acts, no matter how long ago they may have done so

Tired of defending myself
I am exhausted from trying to justify my reprehensible behavior

Go complain to somebody else
I refuse to listen to others' criticisms of me or attempts to hold me accountable for my actions

The masses and your manners
The societal norms and rules that dictate how people should conduct themselves

Are the voices in your head
These expectations have become internalized and dictate how people feel and act

They're smashing out your windows
These forces are attacking and dismantling people's mental and emotional defenses

That you worked for beneath your bed
The constructs of society that people work hard to uphold are being destroyed

You live right fucking 'neath it
People are closely tied to and defined by their adherence to societal norms and expectations

So you'll die like thanking gods
Even in the face of such destruction, people will continue to believe in the systems that have failed them

In between the voices and the pure
People are caught between the societal expectations they have internalized and their true, unfiltered selves

'Cause masses have the charm
Despite the flaws and failings of society, people are still drawn to its conventions and norms

Nine for sure
This is a reference to Slipknot's usage of the number 9 in their music and visuals, representing the 9 members of the band

And I have only sand inside of me
I feel empty and hollow, like there is nothing left of me

It's a rotting sick that I don't need
The sickness within me is festering and causing further destruction

To pene-vent your interro-gration
This line is something of a mystery or possibly even nonsense, though it could refer to an attempt to deflect or evade further questioning and reflection

I can believe I'm saying this
The singer is shocked by their own admission of responsibility for their past actions

I'll live with my regrets
The artist acknowledges that they will never be able to fully atone for what they have done

I'll die by my decisions
The consequences of the singer's past actions will follow them until the end of their life

I'm not your fucking superstar
The singer rejects any kind of hero or role model status, recognizing their own monstrous behavior

Keep it closed, you're going way too far
The singer advises against trying to look too closely at the darkness within them

Bulletproof
The chorus repeats the idea that no one is immune to the consequences of their actions