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 slowly away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I my day

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

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

And so I out the house and walk the land
Wild pigs run and feed off the man
And look around you, bodies hanging from 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 down, you got to get inside
The see the lightning, they're screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody

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

What that be? What shall that be?
When that moment comes
the curtains are drawn, the windows are shut
The doors close and you've 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 little
She begged you not to go out to bar

As I feed off a pig, I'm thinking back
To when I had a beat, and how I would act
I would steal from the poor, I'd laugh at the
But in the killing fields, you get your 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 your skull, and go for

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

Victims in a run from the heated light
Underneath the city, the sewer pipes
Into the fire this becomes your new land
But no food, so you feed off the other men

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

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

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

You could go to hell, shall it be?
You go to hell, what shall it be?
You could go to hell, what 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, on down, down
Come, on down, down
Come, come on down,