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[Lady
The raven is hoarse
That the fatal entrance of Duncan
my battlements

Come, you
That on mortal thoughts, unsex me here,
And fill me from the crown to the toe
Of cruelty

Come to my breasts, make thick my blood
And take my for gall, you murd'ring ministers,

Come, night,
And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry "Hold, hold'"

We still have judgement here, that we but teach Bloody instructions which, being taught, return To plague th' inventor. even-handed justice Commends th' ingredience of our poisoned chalice to our own lips. He's here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, strong both against the deed, then, as his host, who should against his murderer shut the door, not bear the knife myself.

[1]
No further we go
I've honoured don't you know
I should stand by Duncan's
Not the man in greedy pride
[2]
Did you not hope, did you not
The hero I like a coward does seem
Had I as you did
There would be no mercy I stick to it

The - my deeds
The men who do
The - my deeds
Every man must his way

[Ref.:]
in heaven
Fair is foul and is fair
Thunder the sky
And is evil in the air

in heaven
Prophecies they turn to
Kill the take the crown
what is your fate
[3]
What man does I dare
But for more I shall care
Once you mischief to me
Then you a man - wild and free
[4]
If we fail what will
No way to hide we've done
Screw your courage forget your
him in his sleep the crown is so near

You your courage to the sticking place
You can do the murder with a smile on face

Murder]

Is this a which I see before me,
The handle towards my Come, let me clutch thee.
I thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art thou not, fatal vision,
To as to sight? Or art thou but
A of the mind, a false creation
Proceeding the heat-oppressed brain?
I see thee yet, as palpable
As this now I draw.
Thou marshall'st me the way I was going,
And an instrument I was to use.
I see still,
And on thy and dudgeon gouts of blood,
was not so before. There's no such thing.
It is the bloody which informs
to mine eyes.
Nature seems dead, and dreams abuse
The curtained sleep. celebrates
The weird offerings,
The shall be done.
Thou sure and earth,
Hear not my which way they walk, for fear
Thy very stones of my whereabout,
I go, and it is done The bell me.
Hear it not, for it is a knell
That summons thee to or to hell.

As the owl shrieked a single cut
I took his I spilled his blood
So red are these hands I 've never seen
So red are these hands will they be clean
I heard a it cried sleep no more
The king is dead his spilled on the floor
Macbeth he takes the crown with blood on his
He shall no more until the end

Oh Macbeth, you have it all now, just as the witches have promised, but you played most for it.
Suspicion of the murder however falls upon the king's sons, who to England accompanied only by a handful of loyal knights and Thanes, amongst them Macduff.
Macbeth the greatest of the Thanes and most respected man in Scotland is crowned at Scone to be the new king. But the secret knowledge of his treason and of the that Banquo has heard lie heavy on his soul....