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 stuck to my bed as I my day

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

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

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

I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run in
The deadly rain may soon come down, you got to get
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 giant heavy red and black clouds
It's raining blood, livers, and from the sky
Prepare 'cause when you die, you're to the killing fields

What shall that be? What that be?
When that fine moment
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 it, mister, when you've had your last beer
You at family and laughed at your little wife
She you not to go out to that bar

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

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

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

Victims in a panic run from the light
Underneath the city, the sewer pipes
Into the fire storm becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you feed off the 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 another chasing me

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

You've had 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 it be? What about it, ya man?
you spent your life in a few years time?
You're burned out at 25 years of age
What shall it be? What it?

You go to hell, what shall it be?
You could go to hell, shall it be?
You could go to hell, what it be?
You could go to hell, shall it be?
You go to hell

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

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