Текст (слова) песни: Jag Panzer - Spectres of the Past
[Broderick / Conklin]
[MacBeth] Banquo is gone, his soul I feel My eyes are closed his words are real
So much to ponder, so much has changed Not long ago I was a nobleman, now I am king My lady and my guests await me in honor My thoughts haunt me inside on the path I`ve laid
I shake with fear, his voice I hear Banquo is dead, now he`s in my head
He haunts my night. He haunts my day Leave my mind, my friend; leave my guilt, I pray
Leave my lady; excuse our guests for you see I`m mad Rid with guilt I`ve slain my friend, lost the bond we had I must flee to the witches` place and give my mind rest I fear more murder to do; we`ll be put to the test
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