Luyện nghe bài hát Why The Children?

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

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

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