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 in my chest
I can't leave home without my vest

Killing for the perfect honeymoon
Fighting with scorpions, tied round my
I hear the pitter patter of a killer on the
use their fingers instead of words

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

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

Spiritual cramp going for my ribs, gangsters toting guns
Are shooting through my wrist
use their fingers instead of words
Fingers bury under the boards

I can die a times, but I will always be here
With the power skull, 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
the hell are you when the fire starts?
I'm using my fingers, instead of
I'm using my fingers, of words

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