Luyện nghe bài hát Poet and the Pendulum

The end.

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

[II.

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

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

me home

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

My was there 'n then
Those meadows of
Adventure-filled
One with every smiling

Please, no words
Thoughts a severed head
No praise
Tell me once my heart goes

Take me

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 have but two
One for the
One for God
me
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder more
I cannot die, I, a for the cold world
(Whore for the cold
Whore for the world)

[III. The

Sparkle my
With waterfall
With underneath
The Ever

Tuck me in beneath the
Beneath the pain, beneath the
Goodnight for a child in time
Swaying blade my

On the we sat and hoped
Under the pale moon
Whose guiding light you
you all

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

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

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

[IV. Dark Passion

2nd robber to the of Christ
Cut in - infanticide
The world will rejoice
As the crows feast on the rotting

Everyone bury their own
No to bury the heart of stone
Now he's home in hell, serves him
Slain by the bell, tolling for his

The dawned, upon his altar
Remains of the dark play
Performed by his without shame
Spitting on his as they came

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

"Today, in the year of our 2005,
was called from the cares of the world.
He crying at the end of each beautiful day.
The music he had too long been without silence.

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

me

[V. Mother And

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

for beauty, find your shore
Try to save all, bleed no more
You have such oceans
In the end
I will love you

The beginning.

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