“He didn’t choose rock… he chose the ones who once held his soul.” In the final months of his life, Ozzy Osbourne quietly wrote an unfinished ballad titled “The Last Ember” — as gentle as the fading strength left in his voice. But the sacredness of the song didn’t lie in its melody… it lay in the one he entrusted it to: Alan Jackson. At a private funeral just outside Birmingham — no spotlight, no press — they stood beside his casket. No announcements. No grand entrance. Only a prayer set to music: a duet the world had never heard before. “The Last Ember” was sung like the final breath of a legend. And when the last note faded, Sharon Osbourne wept — not for the loss, but for the gratitude. Because he left the world the way he always wanted: quietly, deeply, and loved.