Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

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

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

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

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 from the trees
But they're not dying, only crying, "Please"

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

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

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

You it, that's it, what will you look to be?
What about it, mister, when you've had your last
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 when I had a heart beat, and how I 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 walk along, I meet a lot of strange
people with no eyes, and gashed open throats
And if they notice your eyeballs are well
They try to dig 'em out your skull, and go for

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

in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, into the sewer
Into the fire storm becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you feed off the 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 I chase him there's another demon chasing me

All of time moves backwards, I'm old
And the are burning fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living souls such as the
That to live 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 going to be when you realize that is up?
You've crossed the finish going in the wrong direction
What shall it be? What about it, ya
When you spent life in a few years time?
burned out shell at 25 years 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, shall 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, come on down,
Come, on down, down
Come, on down, down