Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

Patricia Lutz, 20, Baltimore, Maryland
Hollywood bound in
Leaving trashed marriage behind, happy full of life
The city of sun and sin, the journey to hell

D Waters impersonator of the homed one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of youths
of misfits surrogate family
Drugs and mindgames at St. Griffith Park

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

She give him a son, the child of Satan
She now had her young head clean
His offspring for each day
In the womb of Patricia his queen

Angel dusted flashed-out
Midnight hour, magic shop
One hundred black lit
By his hand the hour glass stop

power, thought control
At day waitress down the coffee place
The home but millions of riddles
At night time she'd herself

Acid hell more money
The up fails, the misfits flee
Refuse to be their slaves
It's time to fulfill their

St. Griffith Park
Midnight hour, a pscychos last
The world is for fools and is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a fragile hand

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

Six years pass, a Sunday came
Sun skulls laid to rest

White