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 dreamer and the
Poet a rhyme
A widowed writer torn by chains of hell

One last verse
Is still the old song
Oh Christ how I hate what I have

me home

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

My was there 'n then
Those of heaven
days
One with every face

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

me home

Getaway, runaway, fly
Lead me to dreamer's hideaway
I cannot cry 'cause the cries more
I cannot die, I, a for the cold world
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
(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, the rain
kiss for a child in time
Swaying blade my

On the shore we sat and
Under the same pale
Whose guiding light 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 enough to hear the sounds of guns,
long enough to find yourself screaming night,
long enough to see friends betray you.

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

[IV. Passion Play]

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

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

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

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

"Today, in the of our Lord 2005,
Tuomas was called 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,
With a in his face, a pen and
1000 pages of text."

me

[V. And Father]

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

Search for beauty, find your
Try to save them all, no more
You have such 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 and break in line and capitalization is from the official CD cover. Please do not change.]]]