The lyrics to the song "Black Hole Sun" by Soundgarden are:

In my eyes, an indisposed

In disguises no one knows

Hides the face, lies the snake

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 won't you come,

And wash away the rain?

Black hole sun won't you come?

Won't you come?

Stuttering, cold and damp

Steel's rope a slammed door distant hollerin'

Cold clock tick-tock gonna scrape soon?

Morning I'll find us wine

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