Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

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

Robin D impersonator of the homed one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, of misguided youths
Community of misfits family
and mindgames at St. Griffith Park Observatory

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

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

Angel flashed-out wedding
Midnight hour, magic shop
One hundred candles lit
By his hand the hour glass would

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

hell more money craves
The up fails, the misfits flee
Refuse to be federate slaves
time to fulfill their destiny

St. Griffith Observatory
Midnight hour, a pscychos last
The is for fools and hell is awaiting
A shiny .38 in a woman's hand

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

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

White