Machine Head - Aesthetics Of Hate - GTP табы

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 

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 sing this fucking song 
Aesthetics of hate, 
I hope you burn in hell 

Long live memories 
Live this 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