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 away
My flesh is to my bed as I begin my day

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

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

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

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

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

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

You said it, it, what will 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 dead pig, I'm thinking
To when I had a beat, and how I would act
I would steal the poor, I'd laugh at the sick
But in the killing fields, you get fucking neck ripped

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

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

in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, into the sewer
Into the fire storm this 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 a human's head
He's screaming, "Let me be! Let me be!"
But while I him there's another demon chasing me

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

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

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

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