Luyện nghe bài hát Revenge

[1]

Who are you
Once you loyal
Once you were

Run to
To stand me
I will burn castle
I will slay, family
[2]
How can I be
To a murderer that stole the
How can I be
To a
That takes my down

We'll take for all the lives you stole -

The sins you did in the end you'll -

We'll revenge and put you down, in the
end we'll the crown
I'll revenge for all the lives you stole -

[3]

and see
Here are the corpses
of family
Burried
In a nameless
My for blood
Will make me
[4]
cried a thousand tears
In the shadows of the lonely
As the run dry
You
I that I must fight

[Gentlewoman:] Lo you, here she comes. This is her very guise, and, upon my life, asleep. Observe her. Stand close.
You see her eyes are open.
[Gentlewoman:] Ay, but their are shut.
[Doctor:] What is it she does Look how she rubs her hands.
[Gentlewoman:] It is an accustomed action with her, to thus washing her hands. I have known her continue in this a quarter of an hour.
[Lady Macbeth:] Yet here's a spot. Out, damned spot; out, I say. Hell is murky. Fie, my lord, fie, a soldier and afeard? What need we fear who knows it when none can call our to account? Yet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him? ... Macduff the Thane of Fife had a wife. Where is she now? What, will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no more o' that. No more
[Doctor:] What a is there! The heart is sorely charged.
I would not have such a heart in my bosom for the dignity of the whole body.
[Lady Macbeth:] Wash your hands, put on your nightgown, look not so pale. I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried. He cannot come out on 's grave. To bed, to bed. There's a at the gate. Come, give me your hand. What's done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.