Luyện nghe bài hát Poet and the Pendulum

The end.

The dead.
The blade upon him
Taking him to the lands
Of
Of

[II.

The and the wine
Poet without a
A widowed writer torn apart by chains of

One perfect verse
Is still the same old
Oh Christ how I hate I have become

me home

Getaway, runaway, fly
Lead me astray to dreamer's
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries
I cannot die, I, a whore for the world
me
I but two faces
One for the
One for God
me
I cannot cry the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the cold

My home was there 'n
meadows of heaven
Adventure-filled
One every smiling face

Please, no more
Thoughts a severed head
No more
Tell me once my heart right

me home

Getaway, runaway, fly
Lead me astray to dreamer's
I cannot cry 'cause the cries more
I cannot die, I, a whore for the world
me
I but two faces
One for the
One for God
me
I cannot cry 'cause the cries more
I die, I, a whore for the cold world
(Whore for the cold
Whore for the world)

[III. The

Sparkle my
With turquoise
With beauty
The Ever

Tuck me in beneath the
Beneath the pain, the rain
Goodnight kiss for a child in
Swaying my lullaby

On the shore we sat and
the same pale moon
Whose light chose you
you all

"I'm afraid, I'm so afraid.
Being again, and again, and again
I I will die alone.
But loved.

You live long to hear the sounds of guns,
long enough to find screaming every night,
long enough to see your betray you.

For years I've strapped unto this altar.
Now I only three minutes and counting.
I just wish the would catch me first and give
me a death I longed for."

[IV. Passion Play]

2nd robber to the of Christ
Cut in half -
The world will today
As the crows feast on the poet

must bury their own
No pack to bury the heart of
Now he's in hell, serves him well
by the bell, tolling for his farewell

The morning dawned, his altar
Remains of the dark play
Performed by his friends shame
Spitting on his as they came

Getaway, runaway, fly
me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cry 'cause the shoulder cries more
I die, I, a whore for the cold world
me
I but two faces
One for the
One for God
me
I cannot cry 'cause the cries more
I cannot die, I, a for the cold world
(Whore for the cold
for the cold world)

"Today, in the of our Lord 2005,
Tuomas was called the cares of the world.
He stopped crying at the end of beautiful day.
The music he wrote had too long without silence.

He was found and dead,
a smile in his face, a pen and
1000 of erased text."

me

[V. And Father]

Be still, my son
You're
Oh when did you become so
The blade keep on descending
All you need is to my love

Search for beauty, your shore
Try to save them all, bleed no
You have oceans within
In the end
I will love you

The beginning.

[[[Note: This is exactly how the lyrics appear in the CD cover itself - every single punctuation and break in and capitalization is from the official CD cover. Please do not change.]]]