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 a shovel in my hand
Walk silently, make a sound in the dead land
Shadows switched and become demons of
As I walk down the windy trail
Looking for the with his name
the cries of a little girl in pain
Sitting alone by the grave, she screams and
But something was wrong with this bitch's
She turned around and her eyes were a red
stains matted her hair to her fucking head
Seeing the sight, I began to choke
I swung the shovel and the girl turned 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 little who died with mortal sin
Along the way, I dug up a of graves
Of some children who at a young age
Why did life deal a bad hand
Like my who got killed by a man
Man, and I knew
Why I couldn't stop stabbing him when 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 and correct my sins
Dig up my so I can be closer to him
down the trail of the winding path
I some voices behind me start to laugh
They were the souls of the children I'd
From the a hole 6 feet deep
Down they go to earth with a smiling
No more cries of pain in evil place
my brother's gravesite just ahead
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
the casket and touch little Joey's face
Start to cry but remember I had did
How could I have taken the life of such a kid?
him close and tell him everything's alright
Carry his body off the moonlight
Back thru the graveyard, looking for the ones I
With my on my shoulder and he's lifeless
the streets 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 body on the floor
Now I'm tripping and I don't know to do
some candles to brighten up the room
Standing over his body with my
Please God, give back his fucking life
I his throat, maybe 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 turn to die now!
It's your turn to in a graveyard!"

"This is why children play with dead things..."