Hell to Pay

MacDuff has left his house open to doom by my sinister hands

My men and

I will make short work of it

Icy hand of death tight round his neck the whole world crumbles down

A loser in life this madness will end

When MacDuff's eyes grasp what

I've taken from him he will cower in pain

MacBeth will pay for what he has done

Malcolm I ask your help

Ten thousand troops shall storm

Dunsinane

Icy hand of death tight round his neck the whole world crumbles down

A loser in life this madness will end

Tonight Icy hand of death tight round his neck the whole world crumbles down

A loser in life this madness will end

MacBeth will rue the day that he dealt with a man such as

I Dunsinane shall fall as

I take his head