[Broderick / Conklin]



[MacBeth]

MacDuff has left his house open to doom by my sinister hands

My men and I will make short work of it



Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down

A loser in life this madness will end.  Tonight.



[MacBeth]

When MacDuff's eyes grasp what I've taken from him he will cower in pain

Then I'll crush his heart as it cries in my hands



[Macduff]

MacBeth will pay for what he has done.  Malcolm, I ask your help

Ten thousand troops shall storm Dunsinane



Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down

A loser in life this madness will end.  Tonight.



Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down

A loser in life this madness will end.  Tonight.



[Macduff]

MacBeth will rue the day that he dealt with a man such as I

Dunsinane shall fall as I take his head