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

out the house, this 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 pain as their body

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

And so I out the house and walk the land
Wild pigs run and off the dying man
And look around you, there's bodies hanging 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 soon come down, you got to get
The lunatics see the lightning, screaming, yes
It's blood, the streets are a bloody mess

About once or twice a though 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 fine comes
When the curtains are drawn, the windows are
The doors close and you've written you've written

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

As I feed off a dead pig, I'm back
To when I had a beat, and how I would 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 eyeballs are working well
try to dig 'em out your skull, and go for self

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

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

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

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

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

You could go to hell, what 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, come on down,
Come, come on down,
Come, on down, down

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