Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

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

out the house, this morning, the sky is red
The are crowded with the bodies 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 rather inside my home and only pray to die
But my house is been on since like '85
I can only stand a night of the fatal
But see you never die, you only and choke

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

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

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

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

You said it, that's it, will you look to be?
What about it, mister, when you've had 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 dead pig, I'm thinking
To I had a heart beat, and how I would act
I would from the poor, I'd laugh at the sick
But in the fields, you get your fucking neck ripped

So as I along, I meet a lot of strange folks
Some people no eyes, and gashed open throats
And if they notice eyeballs are working 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 overwhelm
To walk outside, the heat will cook your brains
Try to run across the street your will burst in flames

Victims in a panic run from the light
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 there's another demon 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 souls such as the rich
That choose to live a bitch, I'll see you in the killing 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 in the wrong direction
What shall it be? What about it, ya
When you your life in a few years time?
burned out shell at 25 years of age
What it be? What 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, come on down,
Come, on down, down
Come, on down, down

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