Luyện nghe bài hát Spiritual Cramp

Incurable on the day of rest
I go walking on in a sea of incest
got the image of Jesus embedded in my chest
I can't home without my bulletproof vest

Killing myself for the perfect
Fighting with scorpions, round my neck
I hear the pitter patter of a on the loose
Children use fingers instead of words

Crosses burn our temples on Slaughter
It takes too time for me to say, "I refuse"
is digging graves for the chosen few
Children digging for me and you

Describe the illness, I'll prescribe the
Start your two day life on a two day
the illness I'll prescribe the cure
Start two day life on a two day vacation

Spiritual going for my ribs, those gangsters toting guns
Are spikes through my wrist
Children use their fingers instead of
bury children under the boards

I can die a thousand times, but I will always be
the power skull, secrets of forgotten years
The hangman's noose is drenched, bloodstained tears
My hands are the killers that confirm my

Jesus, won't you touch me? Come my heart
the hell are you when the fire starts?
I'm using my fingers, instead of
I'm my fingers, instead of words

On a mission of the Father, to reduce the gates of
The ivory bone eyed mother's flesh is to swell
I'm setting twenty-two for the funeral feast
is by far the kindest beast