Have some Hell the angels chime
Have some Hell and have some more
Torture, torture, more the same
Endless torture, thrice times pain
Another season trapped in Hell
The pain, the pain, the pain.
Belied down every street he goes
They bought a lie and now it shows
Belied by all the skies he weeps
Belied thrice times for being meek
Again, again thrice times the pain
Again, again same Hell same same.
I must say, it’s good not being helled- can be taken for granted, you know?
Ah. if only I believed, then, then I would fear.
Ah, this reminds me of the terrible wisdom of Silenus who after being hunted in the forest by King Midas and being found and asked what was best for man replied,
“Oh, wretched and ephemeral race, children of chance and misery, why do you compel me to tell you what it would be most expedient for you not to hear. What is best of all is utterly beyond your reach: not to be born, not to be, to be nothing. But second best for you-is to die soon.” (Sophocles)
What burden man must bear upon this earth consumes his every thought, ah, that I could dream of hell, then I would be cured!
Sophocles, Oedipus at Colonus, lines 1224ff
This a quote of Sophocles that Nietzsche puts in his The Birth of Tradgedy.