Luyện nghe bài hát Claws Of Madness

Drifting in sleepless
Haunted by dreams
Washing your hands in the
But the hands will be clean

Now you pay the
Your dreams in blood
Now you
You gone too far

of madness
Holding your as they take you away
To the other of sorrow
Where you pay you owe

of madness
Never ending pain you insane
You to leave this world now
Death is kind, you find

in the face of evil
Watching life go by
Washing your in the water
God how you try

in your mind
Voices from far
Can you hear them
from far away?

After the of his wife and companion in treason
Macbeth must understand that has finally succeeded
And put together an army in numbers
And determined to the tyrant

To purify the crown from the blood
was shed for it
His men flee him, leaving him alone
With his anger his and his sorrow

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and
Creeps in this pace from day to day
To the last syllable of time
And all our have lighted fools the way to dusty death

Out, out, brief candle, but a walking shadow
A poor that struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And is heard no more, it is a tale told by an idiot
Full of and fury, signifying nothing