Luyện nghe bài hát Cast Into Fields Of Evil Pleasure

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They and wail in ghastly pain
While deep inside, insane.
a wound you heal in vain
As blood pours black pierced veins
They and cut, the dark stone stained
A ribcage opens, a hole that
A unstained and struggling sane
Beneath the burning ...

...cast the fields of evil pleasure.

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

It's always there, and forever it will
untouched by the tooth of time
Standing majestic intimidation
Bat-winged surrounding its peak,
High above they all fly
Forever screaming in demonic

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

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[If you can imagine a spot in 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 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.]

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