Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I think of many tales
Yet I barely move, my bed is of nails
I try to roll, my skin tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I my day

out the house, this 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, only scream in pain as their body flops

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

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

I the thunder in the sky, so I run in hide
The deadly rain may soon come down, you got to get
The lunatics see the lightning, screaming, yes
It's blood, the streets are a bloody mess

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

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

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

As I feed off a dead pig, I'm back
To when I had a heart beat, and how I 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 open throats
And if they notice your eyeballs are well
They try to dig 'em out skull, and go for self

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

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

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

All of time moves backwards, I'm old
And the clouds are fire, and so I'm told
That a lot of living souls such as the rich
That choose to live like a bitch, see you in the killing fields

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

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

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

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