Uh oh, there's blood on my hands I dreamed I killed a man Oh memory, wash away My knife, see not the wound, see not the wound you make Uh oh, there's blood at my feet I'm neither lovely nor a queen Guilt has spread like a wild fire And it burns, it burns, it burns so cruelly Out, out, damned spot! Out! Away! Wash, wash, my lady, wash, I say I've seen in sleep What will these hands never be clean? Uh oh, there's blood in my touch I've laid my hands on much too much That's turned to blood-cold stone To murky hell, to hell my soul will go Out, out, damned spot! Out! Away! Wash, wash, my lady, wash, I say I've seen in sleep What will these hands never be clean? And now I'd give All that I have to make my body clean So how is it That the blood remains on me? There's blood in my eyes These eyes of guilt are open wide To bed, to bed! But no, not I! I'll never sleep again lest I kill another man As long as I breathe This blood remains on me Out, out, damned spot! Out! Away! Wash, wash, my lady, wash, I say I've seen in sleep What will these hands never be clean?