Aesthetics of Hate

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 you [Chorus] For 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 hated rising You son of a bitch You branded us pathetic for our respect But he made us DRIVEN, Such deep reverence, FAR BEYOND the rest [Chorus] [Solo: Demmel, Flynn, Demmel, Flynn, Flynn & Demmel] Long live memories Live his freedom vicariously Defend tenfold, His honor we'll always uphold For the love of brother I will say these fucking words No silence against ignorance Iconoclast, I hope you burn in hell May the hand of God strike them down