Luyện nghe bài hát Poet and the Pendulum

The end.

The dead.
The blade fell him
Taking him to the lands
Of
Of

[II.

The and the wine
without a rhyme
A widowed writer torn apart by chains of

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

Take me

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

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

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

me home

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

[III. The

Sparkle my
turquoise waterfall
With underneath
The Free

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

On the we sat and hoped
Under the same moon
guiding light 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 enough to hear the sounds of guns,
long to find yourself screaming every night,
long enough to see your betray you.

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

[IV. Passion Play]

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

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

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

Getaway, runaway, fly
Lead me 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 the shoulder 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 from the 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 pages of text."

me

[V. Mother And

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

Search for beauty, your shore
Try to save them all, bleed no
You have oceans within
In the end
I will 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 capitalization is the official CD cover. Please do not change.]]]