Jag Panzer — Tragedy Of Macbeth lyrics

Lyrics

We three sisters, weird sisters indeed
Plant in Mac Beth the tyrant’s seed
As it grows from thane to king
Deceit and murder is reaped
The sister’s prophecy has won me title of thane
Yet I feel I’m so much more, my lady feels the same
I can be king with just a daggers thrust
Careful planning and this bloody deed is done
I cannot commit alone my lady must attend
Together we will wear the gowns of roya