Highway to Hell
I'm traveling this road to nowhere;
It's a road I know very well.
I know it's absurd,
My vision is blurred,
But I'm going like a bat out of hell.
I'm searching for something that may not exist,
What it is I can't even say.
And in my despair
I don't even care
If anyone gets in my way.
What makes me a fool is the fact that I know
Where I'll be at the sound of the bell.
My fate's nearly sealed
By the sword that I wield,
And I'm going down the highway to hell.
Tom Wilcox 6/5/90