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 tears away
My flesh is stuck to my bed as I my day

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

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

And so I leave out the house and the land
pigs 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 the thunder in the sky, so I run in hide
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 twice a though it thunder storms
That's when giant heavy red and black clouds
It's blood, livers, and kidneys from the sky
Prepare 'cause you die, you're coming to the killing fields

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

You said it, that's it, will you look to be?
What about it, mister, you've had your last beer
You laughed at family and laughed at your wife
She begged you not to go out to 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 with no eyes, and gashed open 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, and oceans overwhelm
To outside, the heat will surely cook your brains
Try to run across the street your hair will in flames

in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, the sewer pipes
Into the fire this becomes 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 with a head
steady screaming, "Let me be! Let me be!"
But while I chase him there's another demon me

All of time backwards, I'm growing old
And the are burning fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living souls such as the
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 could go to hell, what it be?
You could go to hell, shall it be?
You go to hell, what shall it be?
You go to hell

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

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