ИльинК - Ballad of the Final Bow
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In the heart of Birmingham, where the iron meets the flame
Four sons of the city carved a legend, forged a name
From the ashes of the ‘60s, with a riff that shook the ground
Black Sabbath rose like thunder, heavy metal’s primal sound

Ozzy, prince of darkness, with a voice to pierce the night
Tony’s riffs, a molten storm, Geezer’s pulse, the guiding light
Bill’s drums, the heartbeat, driving chaos, fierce and free
Together they built an empire, a kingdom of eternity

Oh, Back to the Beginning, where it all began to soar
Villa Park’s alive tonight, with the sound of metal’s roar
On a throne of skulls and shadows, Ozzy sings his final song
Raise your horns, the end has come, but the legacy lives on

Through decades of rebellion, they defied the world’s disdain
With War Pigs and Paranoid, they broke the chains of pain
The bat-winged stage, the fire, the crowd that screamed as one
A pilgrimage to Aston, ‘neath the midnight metal sun

Forty thousand voices, chanting for their king to stay
Metallica and Slayer joined to honor, come what may
From the solos of the ‘80s to the anthems of today
The gods of metal gathered, to send their fathers on their way

Oh, Back to the Beginning, where it all began to soar
Villa Park’s alive tonight, with the sound of metal’s roar
On a throne of skulls and shadows, Ozzy sings his final song
Raise your horns, the end has come, but the legacy lives on

Seated on his darkened throne, with a bat to guard his side
Ozzy’s eyes still burn with fire, though his body’s fought the tide
Parkinson’s may claim his steps, but his spirit’s never frail
He’s the preacher of the damned, with a voice that never fails

The riffs still echo through the years, in every heart they’ve touched
From the factories of Birmingham to the stages they’ve clutched
A cake, a spark, the fireworks blaze, as “Paranoid” resounds
The final bow, the curtain falls, but the echo knows no bounds

Oh, Back to the Beginning, where it all began to soar
Villa Park’s alive tonight, with the sound of metal’s roar
On a throne of skulls and shadows, Ozzy sings his final song
Raise your horns, the end has come, but the legacy lives on

So here’s to Black Sabbath, to the fathers of the sound
To the madness and the magic that forever will be found
In the riffs and in the darkness, in the hearts that beat as one
Farewell, our kings, your reign is done, but your fire’s never gone

Birmingham forever, where the metal heart still beats
Ozzy and Sabbath, in our souls, your anthem never sleeps