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 real hard
Hop the fence with a shovel in my
Walk silently, don't a sound in the dead land
switched and become demons of hell
As I walk alone down the trail
Looking for the tombstone his name
Hear the of a little girl in pain
Sitting alone by the grave, she screams and
But was wrong with this bitch's eyes
She turned and her eyes were a deep red
stains matted her hair to her fucking head
Seeing the sight, I almost began to
I the shovel and the girl turned into smoke
What was happening, did I my mind?
Dug up a grave, let her breathe for the first
on the move, I gots to find my kid
My little brother who with mortal sin
Along the way, I dug up a of graves
Of some children who died at a age
Why did deal such a bad hand
my brother who got killed by a man
Man, and I knew
Why I couldn't stop him when everybody told me to
They said I was a killer and a family disgrace
Cursed my name and me in the face
Time to my wrongs and correct my sins
Dig up my so I can be closer to him
Back down the of the winding path
I hear some voices behind me to laugh
They were the of the children I'd released
From the grave a hole 6 feet
Down they go to earth a smiling face
No more cries of pain in this evil
my brother's gravesite just ahead
Time to dig a hole and wake the
Scratch the ground to my family ties
My little brother, the product of my blood
Find the box, it out, put it in place
Open the casket and touch little face
to cry but remember what I had did
How could I have taken the life of such a kid?
Hold him close and tell him everything's
Carry his body off into the
thru the graveyard, looking for the ones I missed
With my on my shoulder 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 body on the cold floor
Now I'm and I don't know what to do
Light candles to brighten up the room
Standing over his body my knife
Please God, give Joey his fucking life
I slit his throat, maybe that'll help him
Cut off his eyelids, now he'll see

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

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