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In Birmingham yesterday the birthplace of heavy metal Tony Iommi stood in quiet sorrow to bid farewell to his lifelong friend and bandmate, Ozzy Osbourne. The funeral, held at St. Martin’s Church, was solemn and intimate, taking place not far from the streets where Black Sabbath first found their sound.
As the world mourned the loss of a rock icon, the man who had built that legacy with him Tony Iommi gave the eulogy that no one else could.
“From the Streets of Aston to This Moment”
Clad in black, with a heavy heart, Iommi approached the lectern. The stillness inside the church wasn’t forced it was natural. Everyone present understood that this was more than just a memorial. It was history coming full circle.
“I met Ozzy when we were just kids in Aston,” Tony began, his voice steady but heavy. “We didn’t have much. Just our instruments, our dreams, and this wild idea that music could take us somewhere.”
He paused to let the memory settle in. “He wasn’t just the lead singer. He was Sabbath. He was my brother. And no matter what happened between us and we went through plenty we never stopped finding our way back to each other.”
A Quiet Goodbye for a Loud Legend
The ceremony was understated no cameras, no grand entrances, no dramatic lights. It reflected the man behind the persona: a deeply human, flawed, but loving soul.
Ozzy’s casket, covered in black velvet and topped with a silver cross, stood beneath a framed photo of him in his early years young, rebellious, eyes full of fire. Nearby, a single candle flickered beside him as the soft notes of “Planet Caravan” filled the room not a heavy anthem, but a dreamy Sabbath ballad that somehow felt just right.
Tony stepped forward, pulled a guitar pick from his pocket, and placed it gently on the casket. A tradition, once shared backstage, now became a farewell.
“This is the last one, mate,” he whispered.
Birmingham Remembers
While the farewell inside was personal, the city outside made its love loud. Fans flooded the surrounding streets, wrapped in Sabbath merch and memories. Some sang. Others cried. Many just stood in silence.
One fan, teary-eyed, held a hand-painted sign that read, “Thank You for the Noise, Ozzy.” Another, older man in a leather jacket, told a reporter, “Ozzy and Tony gave us more than music they gave us identity.”
From pub speakers to portable radios, Ozzy’s voice filled the air “Iron Man,” “No More Tears,” “Mama, I’m Coming Home.” His music was everywhere.
Tony’s Final Words
As the service drew to a close, Iommi spoke again. His voice cracked, but his words were unwavering.
“We always knew this day would come,” he said quietly. “But that doesn’t make it easier. I’ve lost more than a friend. I’ve lost the other half of something we created together. Something that changed both our lives.”
He looked at the coffin one last time. “You were chaos. You were passion. You were music. I’ll miss you forever.”
And as the first chords of “Dreamer” played softly in the background, Tony took a step back. The church remained still, letting Ozzy’s voice say the last words.
An Unbreakable Bond, A Legacy That Lives On
Ozzy Osbourne was buried yesterday, but the bond between him and Tony Iommi won’t fade with time. For over fifty years, they stood together building the foundation of heavy metal, one song, one tour, one moment at a time.
Their journey started in a working-class corner of Birmingham. It ended with one of them walking out of a church alone but never without the other in spirit.
“We began together,” Tony said. “And now… I walk the rest of this road without you. But your voice, your laugh they’re with me. Always.”
Sleep well, Ozzy. The world heard you. And we always will.
