Woooaah
You tried to spit in the eye
Of a dead man&rsquo 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
Nothing&rsquo s through
Till we bury you
For the love of brother
I will sing this ing song
Aesthetics of hate
I hope you burn in hell
Woooaah
The words I read on the screen
Left me ing sick
I felt the hatred rising
You son of a
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 these ing words
Aesthetics of hate
I hope you burn in hell
Woooaah
Long live memories
Live this freedom vicariously
Defend tenfold
His honor we&rsquo ll always uphold
For the love of brother
I will say these ing words
No silence against ignorance
Iconoclast I hope you burn burn in hell
May the hand of God strike them down
May the hand of God strike them down
May the hand of God strike them down
May the hand of God strike them down
Strike them down
Woooaah
May the hand of God strike them down
May the hand of God strike them down
May the hand of God strike them down
May the hand of God strike them down
Down down
