Machine Head - Aesthetics of hate
Tekst :
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,
Till 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 sing these fucking words
Aesthetics of hate,
I hope you burn in hell
Yer!
[Solo: Demmel, Flynn, Demmel, Flynn, Flynn & Demmel]
Wow!
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 Inne utwory
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