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 tripping hard
Hop the fence with a shovel in my
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 with his
Hear the cries of a little girl in
alone by the grave, she screams and cries
But something was wrong with this eyes
She turned around and her eyes a deep red
Blood matted her hair to her fucking head
Seeing the sight, I almost to choke
I the shovel and the girl turned into smoke
What was happening, did I lose my
Dug up a grave, let her breathe for the first
on the move, I gots to find my kid
My brother who died with mortal sin
Along the way, I dug up a couple of
Of children who died 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 stop stabbing him when everybody told me to
They said I was a killer and a family disgrace
Cursed my name and smacked me in the
Time to right my wrongs and correct my
Dig up my so I can be closer to him
Back the trail of the winding path
I hear some voices behind me start to
They were the souls of the I'd released
From the a hole 6 feet deep
Down they go to earth a smiling face
No cries of pain in this evil place
my brother's gravesite just ahead
Time to dig a and wake the dead
Scratch the ground to my family ties
My brother, the product of my blood lines
Find the box, it out, put it in place
Open the casket and little Joey's face
Start to cry but remember I had did
How could I have taken the life of a little kid?
Hold him close and him everything's alright
Carry his body off the moonlight
Back thru the graveyard, for the ones I missed
With my brother on my shoulder and he's
Down the on the way to my house
Bugs and insects keep out of his mouth
Got to my house and kicked open the
Lay Joey's on the cold floor
Now I'm tripping and I know what to do
Light some candles to up the room
Standing over his body with my
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 Jamie?
It's turn to die now!
It's your turn to in a graveyard!"

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