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Aesthetics of HateYou tried to spit in the eyeOf 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 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 hatred 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 For the love of brother I will say these fucking words Aesthetics of hate, I hope you rot in hell 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 |