Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Fields

Laying in my bed, I think of many tales
Yet I barely move, my bed is made of
I try to roll, my skin slowly away
My is stuck to my bed as I begin my day

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

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

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

I hear the in the sky, so I run in hide
The rain 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

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

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

You it, that's it, what will you look to be?
What about it, mister, you've 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 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 fucking neck

So as I walk along, I meet a lot of strange
Some people with no eyes, and 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
victims, fire and oceans overwhelm
To walk outside, the heat will surely your brains
Try to run across the your hair will burst in flames

in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, the sewer pipes
Into the fire storm this becomes your new
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 goat with a head
He's 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 fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living such as the rich
That to live 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 when you realize time is up?
You've crossed the finish line going in the direction
shall it be? What about it, ya man?
When you your life in a few years time?
You're burned out 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, what it be?
You could go to hell, what it be?
You go to hell

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
Come, on down, down