Luyện nghe bài hát Poet and the Pendulum

The end.

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

[II.

The dreamer and the
Poet without a
A widowed writer torn apart by of hell

One last perfect
Is the same old song
Oh Christ how I hate I have become

Take me

Getaway, runaway, fly
me astray to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder cries
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 cries more
I cannot die, I, a for the cold world

My home was there 'n
Those meadows of
Adventure-filled
One with smiling face

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

Take me

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

[III. The

Sparkle my
With waterfall
With beauty
The Ever

me in beneath the blue
Beneath the pain, the rain
Goodnight kiss for a in time
Swaying my lullaby

On the we sat and hoped
the same pale moon
Whose guiding chose you
you all

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

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

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

[IV. Dark Passion

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

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

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

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

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

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

me

[V. And Father]

Be still, my son
home
Oh did you become so cold?
The blade keep on descending
All you need is to my love

for beauty, find your shore
Try to them all, bleed no more
You have oceans within
In the end
I always love you

The beginning.

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