Luyện nghe bài hát Spiritual Cramp

Incurable on the day of rest
I go walking on in a sea of incest
I've got the of Jesus embedded in my chest
I leave home without my bulletproof vest

myself for the perfect honeymoon
Fighting with scorpions, tied round my
I hear the pitter patter of a on the loose
Children use their fingers instead of

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

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

Spiritual cramp going for my ribs, those toting guns
Are shooting through my wrist
Children use their fingers instead of
Fingers bury children under the

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

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

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