🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Wake Of Magellan - Savatage

 [Music & Words: Jon Oliva, Chris Caffery, Johnny Lee  Paul O'Neill]
 
  he stood upon the watch deck
 Looking out  the sea
  would offer no solutions
 Only silent 
 
  he took hold of the reasons
 As  tried to understand
 But  offered just confusion
 
 As they  into his hands
 
 Dear god
 
  you decide
 What  happen to a man's assassins
 
 Dear god
 
 Is  suicide
 I have never been a  of passions
 
 I  what the prophets said
 
 That the  hold their dead
 But at  when the waves are near
 They whisper
 
  I hear
 
 There are wounds that bleed  us
 There are  we never see
 They are part of  refinements
 That allow a man to 
 
 There are wounds that bleed in 
 With  grace
 There are tears we keep  them
 Never  upon a face
 
 Dear god
 
  you think it's wise
 To remember everything that & #146; s  happened
 
 Dear god
 
 Could we 
  must the shadows of this night be everlasting
 
 I believe  the prophets said
 
 That  oceans hold their dead
  I contemplate this stand
 What  do
 
 Is  I am
 
 I believe  the prophets said
 
 That the oceans  their dead
 But at night when  waves are near
 They whisper
 
 And  hear
 
 Don't see the  are forming
 Don't see or heed  warning
 
 Don't  the sound of tyrants
 Surrounded by  silence
 
 Columbus and Magellan and de 
 Sailed upon the 
 In a world  ignorance
 With  so primitive
 That men were 
 
 With no more 
  that they simply had the notion
 But in this world of heartless 
 This thing they never 
 
  hear it
 Don't hear 
 Don't  it
 Don't hear 
 
 Got to  it underground
 Pretend  never heard a sound
 
 If  find it kill it blind it
 If they find it kill it  it
 
 Lord tell me  is to be
 Lord tell me what  to be
 
 They  and I hear
 
 After a night of  sleep
 He opened  gangway door
 And  his world collapsing
 
 Not believing  he saw
 
 For  with hands above his head
 Was a  stowaway
  to surrender
 Not knowing the price he  pay
 
 Miguel knew he must act 
 If the lad  to have any hope
 So he pointed to the 
 And ran a finger cross  throat
 
 And though he  little english
 The  seemed to understand
  followed miguel to a hiding spot
 And  his life into his hands
 
 After  days in fear
  safely reached the port
 And there  stowaway was set free
 And the captain  to court
 
 But then things took an evil 
 And justice seemed to 
 For  was held as a refugee
 And the  freed on bail
 
 And the company of  maersk dubai
 Brought lawyers  the pack
 Who would search  technicalities
  let the case slip through the cracks
 
  while the lawyers search for loopholes
  still sits and waits
 In some  room, his future ruined
 While justice 
 
 And I wonder what the  thinks
 Each  in his bed
 And if  shares his dreams at night
 With  recent dead
 
 For captain  will be a day
 When your soul will wash  on heaven's shore
 I pray that  you reach that day
 That god's mercy is more  yours
 
 And sometimes  the evening
 Miguel  take long walks
 And  the old sailor before him
 With the ocean he will 
 
 And as  walks along
 He  in the ocean's morphine mist
  looking once more across the night
 Dares the stars  grant a wish