Luyện nghe bài hát Spiritual Cramp

Incurable on the day of rest
I go on water in a sea of incest
I've got the image of 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

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

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

Spiritual cramp for my ribs, those gangsters toting guns
Are shooting spikes my wrist
Children use their fingers of words
Fingers bury children the boards

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

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

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