I stood in the sand from the mouth of the sea. And watched a serpent rise from its depths. Upon his horns rested ten crowns. . As the discord of trumpets grew unnerving.
Oh yeah, ladies and gents. It's been a long time. It's been a long, long time. This is the comeback of the year. Of the king is back. You know the king is back.
I feel the struggle inside. The battle for my mind. Is happening tonight. which personality is driving me. Straight to insanity. The suspenses killing me:.
This life, and all the things I'd known. Turned away, and left behind. The truth was buried long ago. Memories fade in passing time. . For years, I felt my solitude.
I fail to be (what you need from me). I fail to see (what I fail to be). . I don't need your help. or need your sympathy. ...I think it's time you found somebody else.
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]. . We fear for our lands, fear for our lives. Fear for the sake of the world. A terrorist strike unforgiving and rude. Rapes this shell of its pearl.
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]. . Ticking of time echoing into a memory. Spending our lives on a wheel. Spinning around unaware of it's heading. Unguided course with the future as the keel.
[Broderick / Conklin]. . [Banquo]. Me thinks something amiss, my friend MacBeth has done wrong. Has he committed a crime? to gain his kingdom. Is the lady part of this scheme? They both sin one in the same.
[Briody / Conklin]. . [Three Sisters]. 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.
[Briody / Conklin]. . MacBeth, MacBeth, beware MacDuff. Beware the Thane of Fife. Enough!. . [MacBeth]. Where didst thou leave? Yet give warn. Why fear MacDuff? I need hear more!.
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]. . Your time has come the full moon's in the air. Hear the cry of the jackal in the hills. Scent of smoke fills your nostrils.
[Written by Broderick & Conklin]. . I feel for you, to stalk the night in which you live. I feel your pain an emptiness I've known for ages. . Centuries rolling on and on, carry me, to lovers unaware.
I am alone, I am my own. Do whatever I do. I am a man; I am a god. A pauper just like you. . All is well with the setting of the sun. All is well with the setting of the sun.
[Written by Briody & Conklin]. . She walks in moonlit shadows to make men beg. Her slender figure slithers and you will pay. . A tender morsel for rich men, a prize to the poor.
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]. . On the fields of our fathers land. Marsh green pride of ENGLAND. On the moors our fathers rest. Their tales are not forgotten.
[lyrics by Harry Conklin]. . When your love exists no more it's time to find another door. Rekindling flames that have gone dim, let feelings spread on a whim.
Are these the answers I've sought?. Is this the message. I need to clear my conscience and bring peace. These symbols now what do they mean?. The same on my body reveals a secret and a path.