Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I of many horror 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, leaping off of roof tops
Uh, they scream in pain as their body flops

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

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

I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run in
The deadly may soon come down, you got to get inside
The lunatics see the lightning, screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody

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

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

You said it, it, what will you look to be?
What about it, mister, when had your last beer
You laughed at family and at your little 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 from the poor, I'd laugh at the sick
But in the killing fields, you get your fucking neck

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 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 cook brains
Try to run across the street hair will burst in flames

Victims in a 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 off the other men

And now it's been seven months, I'm fed
I chase a billy, billy goat with a human's
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 fire, and so I'm told
there's a lot of living souls such as the rich
That choose to like a bitch, I'll see you in the killing fields

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

You go to hell, what 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, come on down,

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