A Tribute to Ozzy Osbourne He walked where angels fear to tread, With eyes alight and painted dread. A crown of chaos on his brow, He ruled the stage — he rules it now. With Sabbath’s chords he shook the sky, The riffs would scream, the doves would cry. Through “Paranoid” and “War Pigs” loud, He gave his soul to please the crowd. He bit the night and drank the flame, Unchained an...

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