Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I think of many horror
Yet I barely move, my bed is of nails
I try to roll, my slowly tears away
My flesh is to my bed as I begin my day

Walking out the house, morning, the sky is red
The streets are crowded with the of the living dead
They're trying to die, leaping off of roof tops
Uh, they only scream in as their body flops

I'd stay inside my home and only pray to die
But my house is been on fire since '85
I can only stand a of the fatal smoke
But see you die, you only burn and choke

And so I leave out the house and the land
Wild pigs run and off the dying man
And look around you, there's hanging from the trees
But they're not dying, they're crying, "Please"

I the thunder in the sky, so I run in hide
The deadly rain may come down, you got to get inside
The see the lightning, they're screaming, yes
raining blood, the streets are a bloody mess

About once or twice a week it thunder storms
That's when heavy red and black clouds form
It's raining blood, livers, and kidneys the sky
Prepare when you die, you're coming to the killing fields

What shall be? What shall that be?
When that moment comes
When the curtains are drawn, the are shut
The close and you've written what you've written

You said it, that's it, what you look to be?
about it, mister, when you've had your last beer
You laughed at family and laughed at your wife
She you not to go out to that bar

As I off a dead pig, I'm thinking back
To I had a heart beat, and how I would act
I would steal from the poor, I'd at the sick
But in the fields, you get your fucking neck ripped

So as I walk along, I meet a lot of folks
Some people with no eyes, and gashed open
And if they notice your are working well
try to dig 'em out your skull, and go for self

Now in the summertime, it's like a 'nother realm
Water victims, fire and oceans
To walk outside, the heat surely cook your brains
Try to run across the street your will burst in flames

Victims in a panic run from the heated
the city, into the sewer pipes
Into the fire storm becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you feed off the men

And now been seven months, I'm barely fed
I chase a billy, billy goat with a human's
steady screaming, "Let me be! Let me be!"
But while I chase him another demon chasing me

All of moves backwards, I'm growing old
And the clouds are burning fire, and so I'm
That there's a lot of living such as the rich
That choose to live like a bitch, I'll see you in the fields

You've had big time of lust and sin and filth
What is the end to be when you realize that time is up?
You've crossed the finish line going in the direction
What it be? What about it, ya man?
you spent your life in a few years time?
You're burned out shell at 25 of age
What shall it be? about it?

You go to hell, what shall it be?
You could go to hell, shall it be?
You could go to hell, shall it be?
You could go to hell, shall it be?
You go to hell

Come, come on down,
Come, on down, down
Come, on down, down
Come, on down, down

Come, come on down,
Come, come on down,
Come, on down, down
Come, come on down,