Luyện nghe bài hát Suffer The Little Children/hell Is For Children (live)

Sweet Melissa, I pray for you
I hope your suffering was
I hope the angels that watch over all little
Came for you and took you someplace and sweet
Aahh..
Suffer The Children

Dear Melissa, I think of you
Everytime I hold my in my arms
I say a prayer for your mama and too
I know they miss you, miss you since gone

Suffer The Little
At the hands of men
No baby dolls, no bears
No for them
mother's nightmare
Will it end
Suffer The Little
At the hands of men

You who done the better do some prayin' too
Better hope that God's forgivin' like say
Cause somewhere, somebody a list
Of the evils men do
An' name's right up there
I `em say
Aahh..

The Little Children
At the of evil men
No baby dolls, no bears
No for them
Every nightmare
it ever end
Suffer The Little
At the hands of men

cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears
They hide in the light, so you can't see their
and forget, all the while
Love and pain one and the same
In the of a wounded child
Hell
Hell Is For
And you know that their lives can become such a mess

Hell Is For
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your

all so confusing, this brutal abusing
They blacken your eyes, and then
daddy's good girl, and don't tell mommy a thing
Be a good little boy, and get a new toy
grandma you fell off the swing

Because
Hell Is For
And you that their little lives can become such a mess

Hell Is For
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and flesh

No, Is For Children

Hell is for
Hell is for
Hell Is For

Hell is for
is for Hell
Hell Is For

Hell is for
is for Hell
Hell Is For

Is For Children
Hell Is For