Luyện nghe bài hát Poet and the Pendulum

The end.

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

[II.

The and the wine
Poet a rhyme
A widowed torn apart by chains of hell

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

Take me

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

My home was 'n then
Those meadows of
Adventure-filled
One with every face

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

Take me

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

[III. The

Sparkle my
With turquoise
With beauty
The Free

Tuck me in the blue
the pain, beneath the rain
Goodnight kiss for a child in
Swaying my lullaby

On the we sat and hoped
Under the pale moon
Whose guiding chose 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,
enough to find yourself screaming every night,
long enough to see your betray you.

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

[IV. Dark Passion

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

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

The morning dawned, upon his
Remains of the passion play
by his friends without shame
Spitting on his grave as came

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

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

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

me

[V. Mother And

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 save all, bleed no more
You such oceans within
In the end
I always love you

The beginning.

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