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 Jesus embedded in my
I can't leave home without my bulletproof

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

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

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

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

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

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

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