Luyện nghe bài hát Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure

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

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

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

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

the damned gather here to hail
Amidst burning smoke black skies
bark 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 outstretching (On Elysium grounds)
Far away (Far from life). God (God) is out of reach

Here they to spit and curse and bark
From the of heaven where angels are told
Not to approach nor to look nor to set
Where the of Armageddon will unfold

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

They wait and wail in ghastly
digging deep inside, insane.
Inflict a wound you in vain
As blood pours black pierced veins
They crush and cut, the dark stone
A opens, a hole that frames
A unstained and struggling sane
Beneath the rain ...

...cast into the fields of pleasure.

Discovering the abyss' deepest hidden
borders of emotional measure
Cast far the fields of evil pleasure...

It's always been there, and forever it
Stay by the tooth of time
Standing with majestic
Bat-winged creatures its peak,
High above Hell all fly
Forever screaming in celebration

And (Here you are) on the outstretching fields (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 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 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 where you lie down. Quite depressing, huh?]
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