[lyrics by Patricia]



"Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn

The power of man; for none of woman born

Shall harm...(Suturn)!



Come, you spirits

That tend me on mortal thoughts, unsex me here

And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full

Of direst cruelty. Make thick my blood;

Stop up the access and passage to remorse,

That no compunctious visitings of nature

Shake my fell purpose, nor keep peace between

The effect and it."

(Shakespeare's Macbeth)



A sickness inside of me

And inside of the world

And you?

You're above all that

Trying to mess all around

Because of your stupid pride.

And I hate it.

I hate it all. 

I hate everything.

All...