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 a rhyme
A widowed writer torn by chains of hell

One last perfect
Is still the old song
Oh Christ how I hate what I become

Take me

Getaway, runaway, fly
Lead me to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the shoulder 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

My home was there 'n
Those of heaven
days
One every smiling face

Please, no more
from a severed head
No praise
Tell me once my heart goes

me home

Getaway, runaway, fly
me astray to dreamer's hideaway
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 whore for the cold
(Whore for the cold
for the cold world)

[III. The

my scenery
With turquoise
With beauty
The Ever

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

On the shore we sat and
Under the pale moon
Whose guiding chose you
you all

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

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

For years I've been unto 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 Play]

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

must bury their own
No pack to bury the heart of
Now home in hell, serves him well
Slain by the bell, for his farewell

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

Getaway, runaway, fly
Lead me astray to hideaway
I cannot cry the shoulder 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 shoulder more
I die, I, a whore for the cold world
(Whore for the cold
Whore for the world)

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

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

me

[V. And Father]

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

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

The beginning.

[[[Note: is exactly 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.]]]