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]