Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I of many horror tales
Yet I barely move, my bed is of nails
I try to roll, my skin 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 bodies of the dead
They're trying to die, they're leaping off of tops
Uh, they only scream in as their body flops

I'd rather stay inside my home and pray to die
But my house is been on fire since '85
I can only stand a of the fatal smoke
But see you never die, you 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 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 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 a week though it thunder storms
That's when giant heavy red and clouds form
It's blood, livers, and kidneys 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
When the curtains are drawn, the windows are
The doors close and written what you've written

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

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

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

Now in the summertime, it's like a whole 'nother
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 panic run from the heated
Underneath the city, into the pipes
Into the fire storm becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you feed off the men

And now it's been months, I'm barely 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 demon chasing me

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

You've had your big time of and sin and filth
What is the end going to be when you that time is up?
You've crossed the finish going in the wrong direction
What shall it be? What it, ya man?
you spent your 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, shall it be?
You go to hell, what shall it be?
You could go to

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

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