Lyrics:

[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 [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