Luyện nghe bài hát Why The Children?

[Jamie
at my eyes,
I'm about to dig up my little body at the graveyard
I'm tripping real
Hop the fence with a in my hand
silently, don't make a sound in the dead land
Shadows switched and become demons of
As I alone down the windy trail
Looking for the tombstone his name
Hear the cries of a little in pain
Sitting alone by the grave, she screams and
But something was wrong with this bitch's
She around and her eyes were a deep red
Blood stains matted her to her fucking head
Seeing the sight, I almost to choke
I swung the shovel and the girl into smoke
was happening, did I lose my mind?
Dug up a grave, let her for the first time
Back on the move, I gots to my kid
My brother who died with mortal sin
the way, I dug up a couple of graves
Of some who died at a young age
Why did life deal a bad hand
Like my who got killed by a man
Man, and I never
Why I couldn't stop him when everybody told me to
They said that I was a and a family disgrace
my name and smacked me in the face
Time to my wrongs and correct my sins
Dig up my so I can be closer to him
Back the trail of the winding path
I hear some behind me start to laugh
They the souls of the children I'd released
From the a hole 6 feet deep
they go to earth with a smiling face
No cries of pain in this evil place
There's my brother's gravesite just
Time to dig a hole and the dead
Scratch the ground to reunite my ties
My little brother, the of my blood lines
Find the box, pull it out, put it in
Open the casket and touch Joey's face
Start to cry but remember I had did
How could I have the life of such a little kid?
Hold him close and tell him everything's
his body off into the moonlight
Back thru the graveyard, looking for the ones I
With my brother on my and he's lifeless
the streets on the way to my house
Bugs and insects falling out of his mouth
Got to my and kicked open the door
Lay Joey's body on the cold
Now I'm tripping and I don't know to do
Light some to brighten up the room
Standing over his body my knife
God, give Joey back his fucking life
I his throat, maybe that'll help him breathe
Cut off his eyelids, maybe now see

"Why did you do this to me,
Why did you do to me?
Why did you do to me?
Why did you do this
It's your to die now!
It's your turn to in a graveyard!"

"This is why children shouldn't play with things..."