Aesthetics of Hate

Aesthetics of Hate - Machine Head Lyrics

You tried to spit in the eye of a dead man's face
Attacked the ways of a man not yet in his grave
But your hate was over all too soon
Because nothing is over, and nothing's through
'Til we bury youFor the love of brother
I will sing this fucking song
Aesthetics Of Hate
I hope you burn in hell
The words I read on the screen left me fucking sick
I felt the hatred rising
You son of a bitch
You branded us pathetic for our respect
But he made us Driven
Deep reverence
Far Beyond the rest
For the love of brotherI will sing this fucking whatAesthetics of hateI hope you burn in hell
Yeah!
Solo: Demmel, Flynn, Demmel, Flynn, Flynn & Demmel
Long live memoriesLive his freedom vicariously
Defend tenfold
his honor we'll always uphold
For the love brother my world
Say these fucking words
No silence against ignorance
Iconoclast, I hope you burn in hell
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God
Strike - now...
Strike now...
Ooooh!
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God strike them down
May the hands of God
Strike down