Sofista

The point of no return for Alice's career and for Layne Staley's life, a singer consumed by drug abuse and consciously destined to be a hopeless victim of it. Dark, tormented, and painful like never before, this self-titled album from 1995 presents itself where every note and every lyric leaves no glimmers of hope, but appears as omens of death. An album that I love to madness and alas, I still can’t bear the all too premature end of good Layne, always and forever my favorite.
"You're right as rain/ but you're all to blame/ agreed my crime's the same/ my sins I'll claim/ give you back shed pain/ go find a place for own shame"