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

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