[Broderick / Conklin]
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[MacBeth]
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MacDuff has left his house open to doom by my sinister hands
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My men and I will make short work of it
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Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down
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A loser in life this madness will end. Tonight.
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[MacBeth]
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When MacDuff's eyes grasp what I've taken from him he will cower in pain
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Then I'll crush his heart as it cries in my hands
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[Macduff]
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MacBeth will pay for what he has done. Malcolm, I ask your help
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Ten thousand troops shall storm Dunsinane
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Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down
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A loser in life this madness will end. Tonight.
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Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down
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A loser in life this madness will end. Tonight.
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[Macduff]
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MacBeth will rue the day that he dealt with a man such as I
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Dunsinane shall fall as I take his head
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Hell To Pay
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| Jag Panzer |
