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Macbeth

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Macbeth

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9 months ago

Yo, it's Macbeth, the Scottish king, on the throne, Ambition in my heart, but my mind's not my own. Encountered three witches, they spun a dark fate, Prophecies unfold, now I'm sealing my own fate. (Chorus) Macbeth, Macbeth, in the grip of the dagger, Vaulting ambition, making my soul stagger. Power and blood, a deadly mix, In this tragic tale, where fate plays its tricks. (Verse 2) Lady Macbeth, my partner in crime, Urging me on, to climb and climb. Murdered King Duncan, on that fateful night, Guilt creeping in, darkness taking flight. (Bridge) Blood on my hands, can't wash it away, The ghost of Banquo, haunting my day. Lies upon lies, my kingdom in strife, Macduff rising, to end my life. (Chorus) Macbeth, Macbeth, in the grip of the dagger, Vaulting ambition, making my soul stagger. Power and blood, a deadly mix, In this tragic tale, where fate plays its tricks. (Verse 3) Birnam Wood marching, prophecy revealed, I'm not safe, my fate is sealed. No man of woman born can harm me, But Macduff was untimely ripped, you see. (Outro) In the end, on the battlefield I stand, Facing Macduff, sword in hand. Tragic tale of power and pride, In the echoes of time, my legacy will reside

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9 months ago

Yo, it's Macbeth, the Scottish king, on the throne, Ambition in my heart, but my mind's not my own. Encountered three witches, they spun a dark fate, Prophecies unfold, now I'm sealing my own fate. (Chorus) Macbeth, Macbeth, in the grip of the dagger, Vaulting ambition, making my soul stagger. Power and blood, a deadly mix, In this tragic tale, where fate plays its tricks. (Verse 2) Lady Macbeth, my partner in crime, Urging me on, to climb and climb. Murdered King Duncan, on that fateful night, Guilt creeping in, darkness taking flight. (Bridge) Blood on my hands, can't wash it away, The ghost of Banquo, haunting my day. Lies upon lies, my kingdom in strife, Macduff rising, to end my life. (Chorus) Macbeth, Macbeth, in the grip of the dagger, Vaulting ambition, making my soul stagger. Power and blood, a deadly mix, In this tragic tale, where fate plays its tricks. (Verse 3) Birnam Wood marching, prophecy revealed, I'm not safe, my fate is sealed. No man of woman born can harm me, But Macduff was untimely ripped, you see. (Outro) In the end, on the battlefield I stand, Facing Macduff, sword in hand. Tragic tale of power and pride, In the echoes of time, my legacy will reside

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