Letras
Banquo is gone, his soul I feel
My eyes are closed, his words are real
So much to ponder, so much has changed
Not long ago I was a nobleman, now I am king
My lady and my guests await me in honor
My thoughts are beside, on the path I've lied
I shake with fear, his voice I hear
Banquo is dead, now he's in my head
He haunts my nights, he haunts my day
Leave my mind my friend, leave my guilt I pray
Leave my lady, excuse our guests, for you see I'm mad
Ripped with guilt I've slain my friend, lost the bond we've had
I must flee to the witches' place and give my mind rest
I fear my martyrdom too will be put to the test