Luyện nghe bài hát Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure

At the brink of Hell an island swims in lakes of fire by the darkened
Deserted and dead it its place
By spewing it's magma like from its veins and covering the island
In a black, poisonous

This was the first spot where the angel set his foot
And claimed and declared this as his home
He came the north, and alone was he not
But by the followers from the roads he had roamed

Here he set his haven. Here where die
Here he baptise the in fire. On the Devil's own Sinai.

"Sinai roars as your frail brittle bones viciously torn, and
scorched.
Bleeding lava like blood, 'neath your skin as it withers and
burns"

Still the gather here to hail
Amidst smoke beneath black skies
Hellhounds bark at the pale view...
This is the common for all alike
Where the red, stone fl ow a scorching river
the day in north, and in south... the night.

And here (Here you are) on the fields (On Elysium grounds)
Far away (Far away from life). God (God) is out of

Here they gather to and curse and bark
the south of heaven where angels are told
Not to nor to look nor to set foot
Where the of Armageddon will unfold

Here sacrifice the captured saints .
Here is where the awaits
Here is where you abandon faith.
On the own Sinai...

They wait and in ghastly pain
digging deep inside, insane.
Inflict a wound you in vain
As blood black from pierced veins
They and cut, the dark stone stained
A ribcage opens, a that frames
A soul unstained and sane
Beneath the burning ...

...cast the fields of evil pleasure.

Discovering the abyss' deepest hidden
Bending borders of measure
Cast far into the of evil pleasure...

It's always been there, and it will
Stay by the tooth of time
with majestic intimidation
Bat-winged surrounding its peak,
High above Hell all fly
Forever in demonic celebration

And here (Here you are) on the fields (On Elysium grounds)
Cast the fields (Cast into the fields) of evil pleasure
Forever (Forever) awaiting to (die)

[Cast fields of evil pleasure - Comments]

[If you can imagine a spot in between worlds where one side describes the (yin, summer, daytime) and the other describes the opposite. We take the basic elements: Heaven and Hell. Then you imagine that the hordes of Hell have conquered this spot, and that from here they can see Heaven again, but don't really dare to go any further. This was the borderline, and now they are standing closer than ever, maybe to break loose on Heaven's green fields, maybe ready to stay on stand-by forever.]

[I think the idea of the song was just to make the borderland, but then I tended to fill it up with all kinds of nasty figures. ("Here they sacrifice the captured saints, here is where the torture awaits, here is where you abandon faith: The Devil's own Sinai"). I liked the idea of the Devil's Own Sinai, and if I was the Devil and wanted to poke God in the ribs by making my own Sinai, where would I build it but the of Heaven, just to say: "Yeah? Well look what I've got!". But I think my favourite line in this song must be " This is the common abyss for all alike, Where red melted stone flow a scorching river, Into the day in north, and in south; the night." I kind of like that image.]

[And here, while being in your guts, you can still see Heaven shining north of where you lie strapped down. Quite depressing, huh?]
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