Paroles de Black

Black was the without eye Black the within tongue Black was the heart Black the liver, black the lungs Unable to suck in light Black the blood in its loud tunnel Black the bowels packed in furnace Black too the muscles Striving to pull out into the light Black the nerves, black the brain With its tombed visions Unable to suck in light Black the blood in its loud tunnel Black the bowels packed in furnace Black also the soul, the huge stammer Of the cry that, swelling, could not Pronounce its Sun