Aesthetics of Hate Machine Head

[Verse 1]
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 1]
For the love of brother
I will sing this fucking song
Aesthetics of Hate
I hope you burn in hell!

[Verse 2]
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

[Chorus 2]
For the love of brother
I will say these fucking words
Aesthetics of Hate
I hope you burn in hell!