Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

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

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

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

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

I the thunder in the sky, so I run in hide
The deadly 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

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

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

You said it, it, what 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 dead pig, I'm thinking
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 your eyeballs are working well
They try to dig 'em out your skull, and go for

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

Victims in a panic run from the light
Underneath the city, into the pipes
Into the fire storm this becomes new land
But there's no food, so you 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 demon chasing me

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

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 life in a few years time?
You're burned out at 25 years of age
shall it be? What 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, come on down,
Come, on down, down
Come, come on down,
Come, on down, down

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