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 without a
A widowed torn apart by chains of hell

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

me home

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

My home was there 'n
Those meadows of
Adventure-filled
One with every smiling

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

me home

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

[III. The

my scenery
With waterfall
With beauty
The Ever

Tuck me in the blue
the pain, beneath the rain
Goodnight kiss for a in time
blade my lullaby

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

For years been strapped unto this altar.
Now I only have three and counting.
I just the tide would catch me first and give
me a death I longed for."

[IV. Dark Passion

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

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

The morning dawned, his altar
Remains of the passion play
Performed by his without shame
Spitting on his grave as they

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

"Today, in the year of our 2005,
Tuomas was called from the of the world.
He stopped at the end of each beautiful day.
The music he wrote had too 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 is to feel my love

Search for beauty, your shore
Try to them all, bleed no more
You such 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 and capitalization is from the official CD cover. Please do not change.]]]