| Brothers look down in the valley
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| The traitors are strong their numbers are great
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| Here we are we won’t surrender
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| Fight for glory or meet our fate
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| Macbeth traitor know my name
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| I will take your head in shame
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| I kill those who do betray
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| Come now come and make my day
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| For my King and for Scotland into battle I ride
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| Disdaining Fortune
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| Brothers march at my side
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| King Duncan you rule all hail to thy name
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| Disdaining fortune
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| For Scotland’s fame
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| Into battle anger in my brain
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| I fight like a madman insane
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| Like a lion feasting on the prey
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| I will just take your life away
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| I bathe in your reeking wounds
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| I slay bloody life too soon
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| I drink blood of enemies
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| I kill in perfect harmony
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| The weird sisters hand in hand
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| Posters of the sea and land
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| Thus do go about, about
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| Thrice to thine, and thrice to mine
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| And thrice again to make up nine
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| Peace! |
| The charm’s wound up |