Luyện nghe bài hát Stoned Obituary

lightning cracked a crooked across the sky above the cross where he'd
hanging for a day (he was stoned again!) The breeze grew ice threw
knives halos hallowed cinders flew together made a cushion for his
feet. There were spikes in his sandals, spikes in his ankles... A
split the wood, his vertabrae. Spikes in his shins in his chin in
his fingers... Amused apparitions hummed the Marsollaise. We had to
away, he seemed so fragile. We tried to him a cigarette but it was
futile... no way through. The screamed "Front!", drew guns, splashed
acid.. so we retreated to the shadows low and said a prayer Cameras
clicked out of sight there are fights, there were fanfares.
flashed across the cenotaph. played in the pits, spitting crisps,
licking icecreams. A spiv an auction for his autograph. I never
thought it would finish quite this way. No not a word to say but
maybe we'll meet in heaven. We can talk those good old days. I believe
(at I WANT to believe)

The landed cleared their throats and chorused "Crown Him!" They
poured a potion on his hair it nearly drowned him. Then they a
minute's silence. They called the clowns in and a cripple touched his
and did a down the hill... turning once for his wisdom, twice for
the pearl moon. A third as the thief "It's judgement day." He rolled
his eyes, ripped his shirt rolled in the dirt. Applause ripped the
heavens and blew the away. The laughter died as schoolgirls passed
around the tissues. Pretty patterns while a message "We'll miss you.
Bless you. Bless your eyes." And the bell twice and we fell as his
lips moved. We in stoney silence as the news guy scribbled furiously
down his final words: "I made mistakes. I've been a fool. I hard byt
never that what started so well could end in misery. But my motives
were good. I thought you all understood... don't be hard when this day
is cloaked in history. You mistrusted me? ...," And he died his eyes
on... ash for dust for dust a lust for dust a must for dust die with
your on...

Nomini magnus spiritus filia