Rebellion - The Dead Arise

My fears in Banqou stick deep Haunt my sleep He knows the sister's prophecy His smiles I can read For his breed, I've sold my soul A fruitless crown can it be all Fate will have to bow her head Banquo my friend soon you'll be dead Murderers will do the crime I've paid them well to cut you fine I'll never have to look at you Banquo my friend your life is through I, I've walked deep in the blood Return I can not No, I'll have to carry on To be safe with what I've done The dead arise from their grave To assail what we thought safe The dead arise outta hell To the hero that fell What is this I look upon Should be dead and gone How can I believe my eyes? Is it a lie? Banquo how can it be you? You lie in the blood that's what you do I see mortal gashes on your head How can you smile you should be dead? What man dare I will dare A thousand warriors or the Russian bear But pale cheeks of immortality How can I fight how can I fight against thee? Oh no, let the earth hide you away In hell you should stay No, don't you reach for my crown I shall never take it down Shaken by the ghastly apparition Of the slain Banquo Macbeth fears Even stronger now for the security Of what he has stolen by murder And treason and defends by such means Like a blind stalker in the night He is drawn back to the lair Wherein the witches dwell Hungry for confirming answers To the burning doubts in his soul