Macbeth
Rebellion lyrics
Rebellion lyrics
"Claws Of Madness Lyrics"
I'll Never Walk Away Lyrics
Five O'clock in the morning and you look at me Cause I'm the only one who doesn't really know What came on between us came so suddenly What comes easy ends easy and that's the way it goes, oh no I'll never be
Five O'clock in the morning and you look at me Cause I'm the only one who doesn't really know What came on between us came so suddenly What comes easy ends easy and that's the way it goes, oh no I'll never be
[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
Hon brinner av lngtan, hon glder av hopp hon vill ha det nu fast hennes kropp sger stopp hon vill knna det i sig, hon vill knna dess rus hon vill knna sig fri och bara leva just nu Men det frstr kropp och sjl
r /> 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]
Quise olvidarme de ti y es que cuando mas te amaba me dijiste adi?s. Crei que lo mejor para mi coraz?n, era olvidarte Que equivocado estoy, cada dia que pasa no lo soporto mas, me estoy muriendo
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 wi
No Sign Of Pain Lyrics
standing in front of you they fade into the wall and leave behind nothing nothing at all and no i don't understand how they forget when so much has passed us by they ta
th his anger... his doubts and his sorrow...standing in front of you they fade into the wall and leave behind nothing nothing at all and no i don't understand how they forget when so much has passed us by they ta
[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.