Tragedy of MacBeth

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 [MacBeth] 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 royalty in the end [Duet- MacBeth & Lady] We can do all things. Hand in hand We can live as kings. Hand in hand [MacBeth] This night together we commit this bloody deed No one will suspect us in doing such a thing We'll place the blame on the servant we shall kill. Leave no witnesses and erase our guilt We are so clever none shall suspect On the marrow they will place the crown on my head