Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, aged 20, Baltimore,
bound in 1983
Leaving trashed behind, budding happy full of life
The city of sun and sin, the to hell begins

Robin D Waters of the homed one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of misguided
Community of misfits surrogate
Drugs and mindgames at St. Griffith Observatory

He had made his choice, was the one
He her by her hand and led her down
His hell, caught in his command
Patricia Lutz took death by its hand

She would him a son, the child of Satan
She now had shaved her young clean
His growing for each day
In the womb of Patricia his darkness

Angel dusted wedding
Midnight hour, black magic
One black candles lit
By his hand the hour would stop

Psycho power, control
At day time waitress the coffee place
The letters home but of riddles
At night she'd prostitute herself

Acid hell more money
The hold up fails, the misfits
to be their federate slaves
It's time to fulfill destiny

St. Griffith Park
Midnight hour, a pscychos last
The world is for fools and hell is
A shiny .38 in a fragile woman's

one shot, it's all so easy
All be well just aim at the head
into the eyes, the eyes of eachother
Just that trigger and you're dead

Six years would pass, a Sunday
Sun bleached skulls to rest

White