Hatred

Hatred (or hate) is a deep and emotional extreme dislike. It can be directed against individuals, groups, entities, objects, behaviors, or ideas. Hatred is often associated with feelings of anger, disgust and a disposition towards hostility.

Ethnolinguistics

James W. Underhill, in his Ethnolinguistics and Cultural Concepts: truth, love, hate & war, (2012) discusses the origin and the metaphoric representations of hate in various languages. He stresses that love and hate are social, and culturally constructed. For this reason, hate is historically situated. Although it is fair to say that one single emotion exists in English, French (haine), and German (Hass), hate varies in the forms in which it is manifested. A certain relationless hatred is expressed in the French expression J'ai la haine, which has no equivalent in English. While for English-speakers, loving and hating invariably involve an object, or a person, and therefore, a relationship with something or someone, J'ai la haine (literally, I have hate) precludes the idea of an emotion directed at a person. This is a form of frustration, apathy and animosity which churns within the subject but establishes no relationship with the world, other than an aimless desire for destruction. Underhill (following Philippe Roger) also considers French forms of anti-Americanism as a specific form of cultural resentment. At the same time, he analyses the hatred promoted by Ronald Reagan in his rhetoric directed against the "evil empire".

Hate (Sarcófago album)

Hate is the Third studio album by Brazilian extreme metal band Sarcófago, released in 1994 through Cogumelo Records. It has a more stripped-down approach than their previous record,The Laws of Scourge (1991).

Hate is also notable for its controversial use of a drum machine, which was used because there were no drummers who could play as fast as the band wished. The band was trying to be the fastest band in the world.

Lamounier claimed to have no qualms about using this device, on the basis that most death metal drummers use trigger pads for recording purposes, which in the end produces the same homogenized sound as that of a drum machine.

The song "Satanic Terrorism" is about the 'Inner Circle' church burnings in Norway at the beginning of the 90s; Sarcófago was accused of supporting these acts, but Lamounier claims that the song only describes the acts.

Track listing

Line up

  • Wagner Lamounier - guitars, vocals
  • Gerald Minelli - bass & backing vocals
  • Eugênio "Dead Zone" - electronic and live drums, all keyboards
  • Hate (disambiguation)

    Hate is an emotion of intense revulsion.

    Hate or Hater may also refer to:

    Comics

  • Hate (comics), a comic book by Peter Bagge
  • H.A.T.E., a group in Marvel comics
  • Music

  • Hate (band), a Polish death metal band
  • Hater (band), an American rock band that formed in Seattle, Washington in 1993
  • Hate (Sarcófago album), 1994
  • Hate (Sinister album), 1995
  • Hate (The Delgados album), 2002
  • Hate (Thy Art Is Murder album), 2012
  • Hate (EP), a 2011 extended play by Hawthorne Heights
  • "Hate (I Really Don't Like You)", a 2006 single by the Plain White T's
  • A song by Kiss on their 1997 album Carnival of Souls: The Final Sessions
  • A song by Cat Power from her 2006 album The Greatest
  • A song by Jay-Z from his 2009 album The Blueprint 3
  • Video games

  • H.A.T.E.: Hostile All-Terrain Encounter, a videogame
  • Hate (video gaming), a term commonly used in online roleplaying games referring to how threatened enemies feel by specific player characters
  • Hatred (video game), a video game developed by Destructive Creations
  • Other

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    Razorblade

    by: Hate

    Here comes the night of challenge my razorblade,
    The night my life's about to end,
    I shed blood and tears my razorblade,
    My heart full of hell's about to be torn,
    I'm leaving the dirt behind me,
    Yea, I'm indifferent to cold,
    Your blade, your blade kisses me deeply,
    Cut my flesh, my skin, my razorblade,
    Got the light unclean shines on me,
    All alone in my misery I'm trapped here,
    The bridge ahead is torn and shattered..
    Peel my skin, make me scream,
    You've taken my blood, taken my soul, invoked my ecstasy,
    Cut is my flesh, I see the eyes of death, world full of
    hell,
    Devoted to agony. My eyes go black!
    Was it my scream in torment my razorblade?
    I just can't feel the wounds you've done to me,
    You've sunk so deep, got my soul, my razorblade,
    Taken my life to the bottom of the unknown!
    I'm leaving the dirt behind me,
    And I'm indifferent to cold,
    Your blade, your blade kisses me deeply,




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