Macbeth

Rebellion lyrics

Rebellion lyrics

"The Dead Arise Lyrics"

Cross Bones Style Lyrics
Oh how time flies With crystal clear eyes And cold as coal When you're ending with diamond eyes Oh come child In a crossbones style Oh come child Come and rescue me 'Cause you have seen some Unbelievable


[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 f
Sininen Y Lyrics
juna vapisee jalkojen alla juna vapisee jalkojen alla liekit palavat kadun kiiltvss pinnassa himmen sinisess yss sateen solistessa kadun asfalttiin havahdun niin polttavaan ikvn ett tahtoisin olla kuollut ja kaikki minussa hu
riend 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 b
Pipeline Construction Time Again And People Are Lyrics
Get out the crane Construction time again What is it this time? We're laying a pipeline Let the beads of sweat flow Until the ends have met though It could take a long
elieve 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 a
Enemy Lines Lyrics
[conversations in a prison facility] [Verse 1] Yo, little Khadejah pops is locked, he wanna pop the lock But prison ain't nothin but a private stock And she be dreamin 'bout his date of release She hate the police But loved
way

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.