Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I think of many tales
Yet I move, my bed is made of nails
I try to roll, my skin tears away
My is stuck to my bed as I begin my day

Walking out the house, 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 scream in pain as their body flops

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

And so I leave out the and walk the land
Wild pigs run and feed off the 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 blood, the streets are a bloody mess

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

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

You it, that's it, what will you look to be?
What it, mister, when 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 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 at the sick
But in the fields, you get your fucking neck ripped

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

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

Victims in a panic run the heated light
Underneath the city, into the pipes
the fire storm 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 chase a billy, billy 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 are burning fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living souls 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 time is up?
You've crossed the finish line going in the wrong
What shall it be? What about it, ya
you spent your life in a few years time?
You're burned out shell at 25 of age
What shall it be? about it?

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