Luyện nghe bài hát Poet and the Pendulum

The end.

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

[II.

The dreamer and the
without a rhyme
A widowed writer apart by chains of hell

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

me home

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

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

Please, no words
Thoughts from a severed
No more
Tell me my heart goes right

me home

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

[III. The

Sparkle my
With turquoise
With underneath
The Free

Tuck me in the blue
Beneath the pain, beneath the
kiss for a child 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 the sounds of guns,
long enough to find yourself screaming night,
enough to see your friends betray you.

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

[IV. Passion Play]

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

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

The morning dawned, upon his
of the dark passion 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 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 die, I, a whore for the cold world
(Whore for the world
Whore for the world)

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

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

me

[V. And Father]

Be still, my son
home
Oh when did you become so
The will keep on descending
All you is to feel my love

Search for beauty, find your
Try to save 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 and capitalization is from the official CD cover. Please do not change.]]]