Luyện nghe bài hát Poet and the Pendulum

The end.

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

[II.

The dreamer and the
without a rhyme
A widowed writer torn apart by of hell

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

me home

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

My was there 'n then
meadows of heaven
Adventure-filled
One with every face

Please, no more
Thoughts from a severed
No more
me once my heart goes right

Take me

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

[III. The

Sparkle my
With waterfall
With underneath
The Free

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

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

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

[IV. Passion Play]

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

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

The dawned, upon his altar
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 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 world
(Whore for the cold
for the cold world)

"Today, in the year of our 2005,
Tuomas was called from the of the world.
He stopped crying at the end of beautiful 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 become so
The will keep on descending
All you is to feel my love

for beauty, find your shore
Try to save them all, no more
You such oceans within
In the end
I always love 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.]]]