Something Wicked

[The Witches' Curse - Spoken Word]

I’ve been out killing swine in the muddy clay,

While a sailor’s wife munched her chestnuts away.

“Give me one,” I said, but she cried, “Witch, depart!”

Now I’ll tear the Tiger and her husband apart.

I’ll drain him as dry as a bundle of hay,

He’ll be cursed and awake through the night and the day!

I’ll batter his ship with a powerful gale

And pin his thumb to the pilot’s wheel

But wait — the air has changed, something moves through the ground,

A greater soul approaches to the drum's sound-

[Macbeth Approaches – Haunting Song]

A drum, a drum! Macbeth doth come!

Hand in Hand we dance around

Through the sea and across the ground

A drum, a drum! Macbeth doth come!

Thrice to thine and thrice to mine

And thrice again, to make up nine.

A drum, a drum! Macbeth doth come!

A spell has been cast, the deed is done

A drum, a drum! Macbeth doth come!

[The Prophecy]

[Verse 1]

So foul and fair a day I’ve never seen,

What are these creatures, between worlds unseen?

With skinny lips and beards on their face,

They surely come from a hellish place.

They block our path on the desolate moor

Three twisted sisters from some ancient lore

[Chorus]

Hail, Thane of Glamis! the first of them cries,

Hail, Thane of Cawdor! the second replies,

Hail, King hereafter! the third one sings,

While Banquo shall be the father of kings!

[Verse 2]

If real, how did they vanish into thin air

And why does their prophecy fill me with fear

A rider with news that cuts like a blade

The first of the prophecy has been made

The traitor of Cawdor is sentenced to die

And with that the banner is Macbeth’s to fly

[Chorus]

Hail, Thane of Glamis! the first of them cries,

Hail, Thane of Cawdor! the second replies,

Hail, King hereafter! the third one sings,

While Banquo, the lesser, is the father of kings!

[Verse 3]

Two Truths have been told or so it does seem

The third, nothing but a sinister dream

They fill my mind with a horrible thought

A deed so dark it cannot be for naught

A crown and a throne, a desire I dare not confess

For the king would have to die — nothing more, nothing less

[Chorus]

Hail, Thane of Glamis! the first of them cries,

Hail, Thane of Cawdor! the second replies,

Hail, King hereafter! the third one sings,

While Banquo, the lesser, is the father of kings!

[Bridge]

If chance will have me king, then let chance take the crown

Without my hand being raised, for I will not strike down.

No witch’s spell can corrupt my inner thoughts

Nor make me betray the battles I have fought

[Chorus]

Hail, Thane of Glamis! the first of them cries,

Hail, Thane of Cawdor! the second replies,

Hail, King hereafter! the third one sings,

While Banquo, the lesser, is the father of kings!

Based on William Shakespeare's Macbeth

Adaptation written by Steve Lance

Narration and Music produced using Suno 5

Video produced using Veo 3.1