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 skin tears away
My is stuck 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 scream in pain as their body flops

I'd rather stay inside my home and pray to die
But my house is on fire since like '85
I can stand a night of the fatal smoke
But see you die, you only burn and choke

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

I hear the in the sky, so I run in hide
The deadly rain may soon come down, you got to get
The see the lightning, they're screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the streets are a mess

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

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

You it, that's it, what will you look to be?
What about it, mister, when had your last beer
You laughed at family and laughed at your little
She you not to go out to that bar

As I feed off a dead pig, I'm thinking
To when I had a beat, and how I would act
I steal from the poor, I'd laugh at the sick
But in the killing fields, you get your neck ripped

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

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 hair will burst in flames

in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, into the pipes
Into the fire storm this becomes your new
But there's no food, so you off the other men

And now been seven months, I'm barely fed
I chase a billy, billy goat a human's head
He's screaming, "Let me be! Let me be!"
But while I chase him another demon chasing me

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

You've had big time of lust and sin and filth
What is the end to be when you realize that time is up?
You've crossed the finish line in the wrong direction
shall it be? What about it, ya man?
When you spent your 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 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, on down, down
Come, on down, down

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