Testo di Black Wood

Walked a crooked mile Tarred a while Fell from grace in a godless place Turned on his heels to head for home Found no footsteps to retrace Het stoney creek on a blind bend Sundown Sunday going the wrongway Mud in his eye a long way from home Mercy what happens when the faithful Start to roam On here he comes now On here comes the iceman Broken river loomed like a hole in the night Desperate roots clutch the banks so tight Naked, betrayed, durant, grotesque Frozen in some spastic arabesque Not one bloom one single flower He crank that water sour On here he comes now Oh here comes the iceman