Luyện nghe bài hát Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure

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

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

Here he set his haven. Here where die
Here he baptise the newcomers in fire. On the own Sinai.

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

Still the damned here to hail
Amidst burning beneath black skies
Hellhounds at the northern pale view...
This is the abyss for all alike
Where the red, melted 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 from life). God (God) is out of reach

Here they gather to spit and and bark
the south of heaven where angels are told
Not to approach nor to nor to set foot
Where the truth of Armageddon unfold

Here they sacrifice the saints .
is where the torture awaits
Here is you abandon your faith.
On the own Sinai...

wait and wail in ghastly pain
While deep inside, insane.
Inflict a wound you heal in
As blood black from pierced veins
They crush and cut, the dark stained
A ribcage opens, a hole that
A soul unstained and sane
Beneath the burning ...

...cast into the fields of pleasure.

Discovering the abyss' deepest treasure
borders of emotional measure
Cast far into the of evil pleasure...

It's been there, and forever it will
Stay by the tooth of time
Standing with majestic
Bat-winged surrounding its peak,
High Hell they all fly
Forever screaming in demonic

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

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[If you can imagine a spot in between worlds where one side describes the positive (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 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 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 brink 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 poked in guts, you can still see Heaven shining north of where you lie strapped down. Quite depressing, huh?]
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