Shakespeare's MacBeth: A Tragedy in Steel
Hail Hail Hail Macbeth [Macbeth:] Macdonwald I 'II take your head and hold it to the sky [1] Brothers look down in the valley The traitors are strong their numbers are great here we are we won't surrender Fight for glory or meet our fate [2] Macbeth traitor know my name I will take your head in shame I kill those who do betray Come now come and make my day [Ref.:] For my King and for Scotland into battle I ride Disdaining Fortune Brothers march at my side King Duncan you rule all hail to thy name Disdaining fortune For Scotland's fame [3] Into battle anger in my brain I fight like a madman insane Like a lion feasting on the prey I will just take your life away [4] I bathe in your reeking wounds I slay bloody life too soon I drink blood of enemies I kill in perfect harmony [The Witches:] The weird sisters hand in hand, Posters of the sea and land, Thus do go about, about, Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine, And thrice again to make up nine. Peace! The charm's wound up.
Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025
[1] We ride all alone from the battlefield The rebels beaten they had to yield Banquo and I we silently ride Brothers in arms side by side [2] There s a fog which falls on the weary soul It engulfs our souls as we head for home The lands we pass we ve never seen Clad in a twilight like a dream [3] Out of the shade three women rise Appear in features that please the eye How can such grace walk the earth Can it be of human birth [4] Their eyes glowing with unearthly light Shining like diamonds in the falling night They hail our names as we greet Their voices sound like music sweet [Bridge:] A Prophecy for great ambitions A promise weaved in gold Evil speaks a pleasant language The Evil speak a pleasant language A Prophecy is told [Ref.:] Hail Hail Hail Macbeth Thane of Claims and Cawdor and Master of death All Hail Macbeth we greet thee with laughter Hail Macbeth thou shalt be king hereafter [5] We bid them stay as they did turn More about our fate to learn Too sweet did their visions sound To ambitious men for glory bound [6] They turned to Banquo and hailed his name Revealing to him the greatest fame My brother listened pleased and well To the promises they had to tell [Ref.:] Hail Banquo hail to thee Lesser than Macbeth yet greater thou It be Father of a line of kings to come Hail to Banquo the chosen one [Narrator:] Macbeth the Thane of Glamis has won a great victory, beating the rebels in a fierce battle he did a great service to his King and his country As King Duncan gains knowledge of this he decides to reward the most noble deeds of his greatest warrior. He bestons the Thanehood of Cawdor on Macbeth To express his gratitude even further Duncans decides to visit Macbeth and to celebrate the victory together with its honourable protagonist. Naught does the king know about the witches prophecies and the ambitions of the Thane of Glamis and Cawdor Naught does he fear as he in best spirits approaches the stronghold of Macbeth.
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
[Prologue] [Lady Macbeth:] The raven himself is hoarse That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan Under my battlements Come, you spirits That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-full Of direst cruelty Come to my woman's breasts, make thick my blood And take my milk for gall, you murd'ring ministers, Come, thick night, And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry "Hold, hold'" [Macbeth:] We still have judgement here, that we but teach Bloody instructions which, being taught, return To plague th' inventor. This 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. [Decision] [1] No further shall we go I've been honoured don't you know I should stand by Duncan's side Not kill the man in greedy pride [2] Did you not hope, did you not dream The hero I knew like a coward does seem Had I spoken as you did There would be no mercy I would stick to it [Bridge:] The crown - my deeds The men who do betray The crown - my deeds Every man must find his way [Ref.:] Husbandry in heaven Fair is foul and foul is fair Thunder cracks the sky And there is evil in the air Husbandry in heaven Prophecies they turn to hate Kill the king take the crown Macbeth what is your fate [3] What man does I will dare But for more I shall never care Once you talked mischief to me Then you were a man - wild and free [4] If we fail what will become No way to hide what we've done Screw your courage forget your fear Stab him in his sleep the crown is so near You screw your courage to the sticking place You can do the murder with a smile on your face [The Murder] [Macbeth:] Is this a dagger which I see before me, The handle towards my hand? Come, let me clutch thee. I have thee not, and yet I see thee still. Art thou not, fatal vision, sensible To feeling as to sight? Or art thou but A dagger of the mind, a false creation Proceeding from the heat-oppressed brain? I see thee yet, inform as palpable As this which now I draw. Thou marshall'st me the way that I was going, And such an instrument I was to use. I see thee still, And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood, Which was not so before. There's no such thing. It is the bloody business which informs Thus to mine eyes. Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse The curtained sleep. Witchcraft celebrates The weird sisters offerings, The murder shall be done. Thou sure and firm-set earth, Hear not my steps which way they walk, for fear Thy very stones prate of my whereabout, I go, and it is done The bell invites me. Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knell That summons thee to heaven or to hell. [Epilogue] As the owl shrieked with a single cut I took his life I spilled his blood So red are these hands like I 've never seen So red are these hands will they ever be clean I heard a voice it cried sleep no more The king is dead his life spilled on the floor Macbeth he takes the crown with blood on his hands He shall sleep no more until the end [Narrator:] Oh Macbeth, you have it all now, just as the witches have promised, but you played most foully for it. Suspicion of the murder however falls upon the king's sons, who flee 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 prophecies that Banquo has heard lie heavy on his soul....
Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 26, 2025
[1] My fears in Banqou stick deep Haunt my sleep He knows the sisters' prophecy His smiles I can read [2] For his breed I've sold my soul A fruitless crown can it be all Fate will have to bow her head Banquo my friend soon you'll be dead [3] Muderers will do the crime I've paid them well to cut you fine I'll never have to look at you Banquo my friend your life is through [Bridge:] I - I've walked deep in the blood Return I can not No I'll have to carry on To be safe with what I've done [Ref.:] The Dead arise from their grave To assail what we thought safe The Dead arise outta hell To the hero that fell [4] What is this I look upon should be dead and gone How can I believe my eyes Is it a lie [5] Banquo how can it be you You lie in the blood that's what you do I see mortal gashes on your head How can you smile you should be dead [6] What man dare I will dare A thousand warriors or the Russian bear But pale cheeks of immortality How can I fight how can I fight against thee [Bridge:] Oh no - Let the earth hide you away In hell you should stay No don't you reach for my crown I shall never take it down [Narrator:] Shaken by the ghastly apparition of the slain Banquo Macbeth fears even stronger now for the security of what he has stolen by murder and treason and defends by such means. 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.
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
[1] Darkness settles down On your spirit bound By the fears eroding your mind As the dead arise They fix your eyes And your secrecies they find [2] You have got to know You would sell your soul Though evil tongues may beguile To the sisters you run They knew you would come And they greet you with a luring smile [3] There is no need to ask For they know their task As they sing in a language of old A black cat screams They weave your dreams An apparition does unfold [4] A bloody child Clad in fires wild Demons answer me Beware of Macduff Act bloody and rough And an end to it there will be [Ref.:] Watch out, beware There are boundries you shouldn't dare better beware my human friend where the evil lurks your life will end [5] They are touching your soul With their fingers so cold Sanity's left behind More answers you need to find [6] Strange prophecies Giving hope to thee Promising life not death Fear no one For none of woman born Shall ever harm Macbeth
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025
[1] I am the king now and I rule the land Cruel is my anger fire blood and steel Once there were houses where now ruins stand Down in the dirt or my sword you will feel [Bridge:] Down Down, on your knees Down, you will bleed [Ref.:] This is my page for the history books Blood writes in fear of my name The story of the the crown and the kingdom I took I spell it in letters of blood [2] I stand in the blood of all those who betray laughter and burn their houses and their breed I am invincible the witches say Raging like mad I'll make this country bleed [Narrator:] Macbeth has turned from a king in fear for his doubtful crown into a tyrant. His soldiers constantly searching the land for those who might oppose... But the greatest danger seems to come from Macduffwho is busy in England joining forces against the unlawful Tyrant ...Macduff is not within the reach of his former friend but...
Submitted by The Void — Apr 26, 2025
[1] Macduff Who are you Once you were loyal Once you were true Run to England To stand against me I will burn your castle I will slay, your family [2] How can I be loyal To a murderer that stole the crown How can I be loyal To a tvrant That takes my country down [Ref:] We'll take revenge for all the lives you stole - Macbeth The sins you did in the end you'll fall - Macbeth We'll take revenge and put you down, in the end we'll seize the crown I'll take revenge for all the lives you stole - Macbeth [3] Macduff Look and see Here are the bloody corpses of your family Burried dead In a nameless grave My lust for blood Will make me safe [4] I've cried a thousand tears In the shadows of the lonely night As the tears run dry You tyrant I know that I must fight [Gentlewoman:] Lo you, here she comes. This is her very guise, and, upon my life, fast asleep. Observe her. Stand close. [Doctor:] You see her eyes are open. [Gentlewoman:] Ay, but their sense are shut. [Doctor:] What is it she does now? Look how she rubs her hands. [Gentlewoman:] It is an accustomed action with her, to seem 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 power 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 sigh is there! The heart is sorely charged. [Gentlewoman:] 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 knocking at the gate. Come, give me your hand. What's done cannot be undone. To bed, to bed, to bed.
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Apr 26, 2025
[1] Drifting in sleepless nightmares Haunted by poisoned dreams Washing your hands in the water But the hands will never be clean [2] Now you pay the price Your dreams drenched in blood Now you realize You have gone too far [Ref.:] Claws of madness Holding your brain as they take you away to the other Side of sorrow Where you pay what you owe Claws of madness Never ending pain drives you insane you want to Leave this world now Death is kind you will find [3] Smile in the face of evil Watching your life go by Washing your hands in the water God knows how you try [4] Whispers in your mind Voices from far away Can you hear them calling Names from far away [Narrator:] After the suicide of his wife and companion in treason Macbeth must understand that Macduff has finally succeeded and put together an army large in numbers and determined to overthrow the tyrant - to purify the Scottish crown from the blood that was shed for it... his men flee from him... leaving him alone with his anger... his doubts and his sorrow... [Macbeth:] Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow creeps in this petty pace from day to day to the last syllable of recorded time, and all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle. Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025
[1] The crown , my deeds Like a burden does it seem I stand all alone In a dark and empty dream [2] Such is the bitter taste Of the blarney outta hell There was a life to waste And the witches did it well [3] Here as I sit On a cold and empty throne The thanes, most men All have fled I am alone [4] Such is the bitter taste Of my hopes about to fall There was a life to waste I see demons rising tall [Bridge:] No use to run and hide No use to run and hide [Ref.:] Now as my dreams lie there in pieces Where is the glory after all Now as I stand amidst the ruins I see demons rising tall Demons rising tall [5] Still I am invincible No fear in my heart there'll be No man man of woman born Shall have power over me [6] Yet there is a bitter taste Of the madness that did fall. I had a life to waste I see demons rising tall [Macbeth:] They have tied me to a stake. I cannot fly, but bear-like I must fight the course. What's he that was not born of woman? Such a one am I to fear, or none. [Young Siward:] What is thy name? [Macbeth:] Thou'lt be afraid to hear it. [Young Siward:] No, though thou call'st thyself a hotter name than any is in hell. [Macbeth:] My name's Macbeth. [Young Siward:] The devil himself could not pronounce a title more hateful to mine ear. [Macbeth:] No, nor more fearful. [Young Siward:] Thou liest, abhorred tyrant. With my sword I'll prove the lie thou speak'st. [They fight, and young Siward is slain] [Macbeth:] Thou wast born of woman, but swords I smile at, weapons laugh to scorn, brandished by man that's of a woman bom. [Macbeth:] Why should 1 play the Roman fool, and die on mine own sword? Whiles I see lives, the gashes do better upon them. [Enter Macduff] [Macduff:] Turn, hell-hound, turn. [Macbeth:] Macduff, of all men else I have avoided thee. But get thee back. My soul is too much charged with blood of thine already. [Macduff:] I have no words; My voice is in my sword, thou bloodier villain than terms can give thee out. [They fight] [Macbeth:] Thou losest labour. As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air with thy keen sword impress as make me bleed. Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests; I bear a charmed life, which must not yield to one of woman born. [Macduff:] Despair thy charm, and let the angel whom thou still hast served tell thee Macduff was from his mother's womb untimely ripped. [Macbeth:] Accursed be that tongue that tells me so, for it hath cowed my better part of man; and be these juggling fiends no more believed, that palter with us in a double sense, that keep the word of promise to our ear and break it to our hope. I'll not fight with thee. [Macduff:] Then yield thee, coward, [Macbeth:] I will not yield to kiss the ground before your feet, and to be baited with the rabble's curse. Though thou opposed being of no woman born, yet I will try the last. Before my body I throw my warlike shield. Lay on, Macduff, and damned be him that first cries: "Hold, enough!" My fate may have turned to black but at least I 'II die with harness on my back.
Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025
I've been drunken with horror death can't frighten me I 've long forgotten what the feeling of fear might be Life's but a shadow meaning nothing at all But I feel alive again now that I stand with my back against the wall [Bridge:] My back against the wall [Ref.:] Calling all to arms There is no way to escape Fate has turned to black At least I'll die with harness on my back [2] All of my yesterdays have led me this way Like a fool I believed what the tongues of evil did say In my veins there is life again now that I must fall This is my destiny here is my end with my back against the wall
Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 26, 2025