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 hard
Hop the fence a shovel in my hand
Walk silently, make a sound in the dead land
Shadows switched and become of hell
As I walk alone down the 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 bitch's eyes
She turned and her eyes were a deep red
Blood matted her hair to her fucking head
the sight, I almost began to choke
I swung the and the girl turned into smoke
was happening, did I lose my mind?
Dug up a grave, let her for the first time
on the move, I gots to find my kid
My little who died with mortal sin
Along the way, I dug up a couple of
Of some children who at a young age
Why did life such a bad hand
my brother who got killed by a man
Man, and I knew
Why I couldn't stop stabbing him everybody told me to
They said I was a killer and a family disgrace
Cursed my and smacked me in the face
Time to right my wrongs and correct my
Dig up my so I can be closer to him
Back down the trail of the path
I hear some voices behind me start to
They the souls of the children I'd released
From the grave a 6 feet deep
Down they go to earth a smiling face
No cries of pain in this evil place
There's my brother's gravesite ahead
Time to dig a hole and wake the
Scratch the ground to reunite my ties
My little brother, the product of my lines
Find the box, pull it out, put it in
the casket and touch little Joey's face
Start to cry but remember I had did
How could I have taken the of such a little kid?
Hold him close and tell him alright
his body off into the moonlight
Back thru the graveyard, looking for the I missed
With my brother on my shoulder and lifeless
the streets on the way to my house
Bugs and insects keep falling out of his
Got to my house and open the door
Lay Joey's body on the floor
Now I'm tripping and I know what to do
Light some candles to brighten up the
Standing over his body with my
Please God, give Joey back his fucking
I slit his throat, that'll help him breathe
Cut off his eyelids, now he'll see

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

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