Jek Box visivo A1, Soundgarden

In my eyes, indisposed
In disguises no one knows
Hides the face, lies the snake
In the sun, in my disgrace
Boiling heat, summer stench
‘Neath the black the sky looks dead
Call my name through the cream
And I’ll hear you scream again

Black Hole Sun, Soundgarden

Published in:

• “Rumore” – n°37, Edizioni Apache, 1995