Teksty: Rebellion. Evil Speaks.

Darkness settles down on your spirit bound
By the fears eroding your mind
As the dead arise, they fix your eyes
And your secrecies they find

You have got to know, you would sell your soul
Though evil tongues may beguile
To the sisters you run, they knew you would come
And they greet you with a luring smile

There is no need to ask for they know their task
As they sing in a language of old
A black cat screams, they weave your dreams
An apparition does unfold

A bloody child, clad in fires wild
Demons answer me
Beware of Macduff, act bloody and rough
And an end to it there will be

Watch out, beware
There are boundaries you shouldn't dare
Better beware, my human friend
Where the evil lurks your life will end

They are touching your soul
With their fingers so cold
Sanity's left behind
More answers you need to find

Strange prophecies, giving hope to thee
Promising life not death
Fear no one, for none of woman born
Shall ever harm Macbeth