Luyện nghe bài hát Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure

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

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

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

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

Still the damned here to hail
Amidst burning smoke black skies
bark at the northern pale view...
This is the common abyss for all
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 (Far away from life). God (God) is out of reach

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

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

wait and wail in ghastly pain
While digging inside, insane.
Inflict a wound you heal in
As blood pours from pierced veins
They crush and cut, the dark stone
A ribcage opens, a hole that
A soul and struggling sane
Beneath the rain ...

...cast the fields of evil pleasure.

Discovering the abyss' deepest treasure
Bending borders of measure
Cast far the fields of evil pleasure...

It's always been there, and forever it
Stay untouched by the tooth of
Standing majestic intimidation
creatures surrounding its peak,
High above they all fly
Forever in demonic celebration

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

[Cast into fields of evil - Comments]

[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 they are standing closer than ever, maybe to break loose on 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 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 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 your guts, you can still see Heaven shining north of you lie strapped down. Quite depressing, huh?]
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