[Briody / Conklin]



[MacBeth]

Turn,turn Hellhound, turn and face your death

Your bloodline is over. By the name of MacBeth



[MacBeth]

I command the throne, none can defy

None of woman born, None of woman born



[MacDuff]

Foolish tyrant, you have no days left

Ripped from the womb at my mother's death



[MacDuff]

I am the doom you face in your dreams



[MacBeth]

Let steel ring out.  Damn thee who cries hold.



[MacDuff]

Your head my prize now. The prophecy foretold.



[MacDuff]

The tyrant's reign is at an end, Malcolm is king

All serve his name. Our solemn king.

Fate triumphs this day!