Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I think of horror tales
Yet I move, my bed is made of nails
I try to roll, my skin slowly tears
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 of the living dead
They're trying to die, they're off of roof tops
Uh, they only scream in pain as their flops

I'd rather stay inside my home and pray to die
But my house is been on fire like '85
I can only stand a night of the fatal
But see you never die, you only burn and

And so I leave out the and walk the land
Wild pigs run and off the dying man
And look around you, there's bodies 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 lunatics see the lightning, screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the are a bloody mess

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

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

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

As I feed off a 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 killing fields, you get your neck ripped

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

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

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

And now it's been seven months, I'm fed
I chase a billy, goat with a human's head
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 fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living souls such as the
That choose to like a bitch, I'll see you in the killing fields

had your big time of lust 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? about it, ya man?
When you spent your life in a few years
You're burned out shell at 25 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 go to hell

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,
Come, on down, down