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 blood from its veins and covering the island
In a black, haze

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

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

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

the damned gather here to hail
Amidst burning smoke beneath black
Hellhounds at the northern pale view...
This is the common abyss for all
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 fields (On grounds)
Far (Far away from life). God (God) is out of reach

Here they gather to and curse 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 the captured saints .
Here is where the awaits
Here is you abandon your faith.
On the own Sinai...

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

...cast into the fields of pleasure.

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

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

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

into fields of evil pleasure - 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. 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 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 river, Into the day in north, and in south; the night." I kind of like that image.]

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