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My fears in |
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Banqou stick deep |
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Haunt my sleep |
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He knows the sisters' prophecy |
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His smiles |
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I can read |
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For his breed |
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I've sold my soul |
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A fruitless crown can it be all |
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Fate will have to bow her head |
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Banquo my friend soon you'll be dead |
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Muderers will do the crime |
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I've paid them well to cut you fine |
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I'll never have to look at you |
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Banquo my friend your life is through [Bridge:] |
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I - I've walked deep in the blood |
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Return I can not |
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No I'll have to carry on |
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To be safe with what |
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I've done [Ref.:] |
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The Dead arise from their grave |
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To assail what we thought safe |
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The Dead arise outta hell |
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To the hero that fell |
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What is this |
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I look upon should be dead and gone |
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How can I believe my eyes |
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Is it a lie |
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Banquo how can it be you |
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You lie in the blood that's what you do |
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I see mortal gashes on your head |
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How can you smile you should be dead |
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What man dare |
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I will dare |
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A thousand warriors or the |
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Russian bear |
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But pale cheeks of immortality |
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How can I fight how can |
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I fight against thee [Bridge:] |
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Oh no - Let the earth hide you away |
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In hell you should stay |
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No don't you reach for my crown |
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I shall never take it down [Narrator:] |
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Shaken by the ghastly apparition of the slain |
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Banquo Macbeth fears even stronger now for the security of what he has stolen by murder and treason and defends by such means. |
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Like a blind stalker in the night he is drawn back to the lair wherein the witches dwell, hungry for confirming answers to the burning doubts in his soul. |
