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 slowly tears 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 trying to die, they're leaping off of roof
Uh, they only in pain as their body flops

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

And so I leave out the house and walk the
Wild pigs run and feed off the man
And look around you, there's bodies hanging the trees
But they're not dying, only 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 see the lightning, they're screaming, yes
raining blood, the streets are a bloody mess

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

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 it, that's it, what will you look to be?
What about it, mister, when you've had your beer
You laughed at family and laughed at your wife
She you not to go out to that 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 fucking neck ripped

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

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

Victims in a run from the heated light
Underneath the city, the sewer pipes
Into the storm this becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you off the other 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 another demon chasing me

All of time backwards, I'm growing old
And the are burning fire, and so I'm told
That a lot of living souls such as the rich
choose 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 you realize that time is up?
You've crossed the line going in the wrong direction
shall it be? What about it, ya man?
When you your life in a few years time?
You're out shell at 25 years of age
What it be? What about it?

You could go to hell, shall it be?
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 could go to

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