Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

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

Robin D Waters impersonator of the one
Cloaked in black, shaved head, ringleader of misguided
Community of misfits surrogate
and mindgames at St. Griffith Park 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 death by its cold hand

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

dusted flashed-out wedding
Midnight hour, magic shop
One black candles lit
By his the hour glass would stop

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

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

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

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

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

White