Fair is Foul and Foul is Fair,
Like all things that lurk within me
Condemn themselves for ever being there —
Wanna see, Wanna see me bleed?
And then. You come.
With your All-Revealing News!
I… feel… I’m going, I’m going
Oh, I feel… I’m going, I’m going to Hell!
Now, in blood I am stepp’d in so far —
Wanna see, wanna see me burn?
And when my battle here is lost and/or won,
light the way to dusty death…
But no. You come to me.
With your Ever-Healing Truths!
I… feel… I’m going, I’m going
Oh, I feel… I’m going and going…
When all the principles have been broken,
And all the goals you’ve set yourself have been forgotten
You search for greater men — Find but the Apes of Their Ideals
And you remain: All lost and blind and hollow…
Who’s got to go… Now he has to go
Who’s got to go, he has to go and I feel I am going — but not alone
Will all great Neptune’s Ocean wash this blood clean from my hand?
I… feel… I’m going, I’m going
Oh, I feel… I’m going, I’ll go — but not alone!
[GOIN’ TO HELL INSPIRED BY WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE’S
THE TRAGEDY OF MACBETH]