Текст песни Rebellion - Husbandry In Heaven
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[Prologue][Lady Macbeth:]The raven himself is hoarseThat croaks the fatal entrance of DuncanUnder my battlementsCome, you spiritsThat tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, And fill me from the crown to the toe top-fullOf direst crueltyCome to my woman`s breasts, make thick my bloodAnd take my milk for gall, you murd`ring ministers,Come, thick night,And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of hell, That my keen knife see not the wound it makes, Nor heaven peep through the blanket of the dark To cry "Hold, hold`"[Macbeth:]We still have judgement here, that we but teach Bloody instructions which, being taught, return To plague th` inventor. This even-handed justice Commends th` ingredience of our poisoned chalice to our own lips. He`s here in double trust: First, as I am his kinsman and his subject, strong both against the deed, then, as his host, who should against his murderer shut the door, not bear the knife myself.[Decision][1]No further shall we goI`ve been honoured don`t you knowI should stand by Duncan`s sideNot kill the man in greedy pride[2]Did you not hope, did you not dream The hero I knew like a coward does seemHad I spoken as you did There would be no mercy I would stick to it[Bridge:]The crown - my deedsThe men who do betrayThe crown - my deedsEvery man must find his way[Ref.:]Husbandry in heaven Fair is foul and foul is fairThunder cracks the sky And there is evil in the airHusbandry in heaven Prophecies they turn to hate Kill the king take the crown Macbeth what is your fate[3]What man does I will dareBut for more I shall never careOnce you talked mischief to meThen you were a man - wild and free[4]If we fail what will becomeNo way to hide what we`ve doneScrew your courage forget your fearStab him in his sleep the crown is so nearYou screw your courage to the sticking placeYou can do the murder with a smile on your face[The Murder][Macbeth:]Is this a dagger which I see before me,The handle towards my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.I have thee not, and yet I see thee still.Art thou not, fatal vision, sensibleTo feeling as to sight? Or art thou butA dagger of the mind, a false creationProceeding from the heat-oppressed brain?I see thee yet, inform as palpableAs this which now I draw.Thou marshall`st me the way that I was going,And such an instrument I was to use.I see thee still,And on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,Which was not so before. There`s no such thing.It is the bloody business which informsThus to mine eyes.Nature seems dead, and wicked dreams abuseThe curtained sleep. Witchcraft celebratesThe weird sisters offerings,The murder shall be done.Thou sure and firm-set earth,Hear not my steps which way they walk, for fearThy very stones prate of my whereabout,I go, and it is done The bell invites me.Hear it not, Duncan; for it is a knellThat summons thee to heaven or to hell.[Epilogue]As the owl shrieked with a single cutI took his life I spilled his bloodSo red are these hands like I `ve never seenSo red are these hands will they ever be cleanI heard a voice it cried sleep no moreThe king is dead his life spilled on the floorMacbeth he takes the crown with blood on his handsHe shall sleep no more until the end[Narrator:]Oh Macbeth, you have it all now, just as the witches have promised, but you played most foully for it. Suspicion of the murder however falls upon the king`s sons, who flee to England accompanied only by a handful of loyal knights and Thanes, amongst them Macduff.Macbeth the greatest of the Thanes and most respected man in Scotland is crowned at Scone to be the new king. But the secret knowledge of his treason and of the prophecies that Banquo has heard lie heavy on his soul....