Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I think of many horror
Yet I move, my bed is made of nails
I try to roll, my slowly tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I my day

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

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

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

I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run in
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

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

shall that be? What shall that be?
When fine moment comes
When the are drawn, the windows are shut
The doors close and you've 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 off a dead pig, I'm thinking back
To when I had a beat, and how I would act
I would steal from the poor, I'd laugh at the
But in the killing fields, you get your fucking ripped

So as I walk along, I a lot of strange folks
Some people with no eyes, and gashed 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 a whole 'nother realm
Water victims, fire and oceans
To walk outside, the heat will surely cook brains
Try to run across the street your hair burst in flames

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

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

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

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

You could go to hell, what it be?
You could go to hell, what 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, on down, down
Come, come on down,
Come, come on down,

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