Luyện nghe bài hát White Bones

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

Robin D Waters of the homed one
Cloaked in black, head, ringleader of misguided youths
of misfits surrogate family
Drugs and at St. Griffith Park Observatory

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

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

Angel dusted flashed-out
Midnight hour, black shop
One black candles lit
By his hand the hour would stop

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

Acid more money craves
The hold up fails, the misfits
Refuse to be their federate
It's to fulfill their destiny

St. Park Observatory
Midnight hour, a last stand
The world is for and hell is awaiting
A .38 in a fragile woman's hand

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

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

White