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]