Verse 1
I remebered every hymn,
I repented for my sin,
I have walked the Eightfold path,
Begged the Devil for his wrath,
Verse 2
You made me bow down to your trick,
Now they call me Heretic,
I've not forgetten every verse,
Now free the people from your curse,
Chorus
Some folks call me Heretic,
Those who've fallen to your trick,
It is my turn now to speak,
Do you smell the bodies reek,
Verse 3
Are we creations still your kin,
With our vice and with our sin,
We blame our selves for your destruction,
And doing so was your instruction,
Chorus
Verse 4
We've taken your wrath upon us,
Now we're Heretics as some folks call us,
Heretics we must be strong,
For we will right this holy wrong,
Chorus
Final
This is just what you intended,
Noble soldiers lives have ended,
The enlightened come to join me,
Heretic as some folks call me.
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