A/n: This is a sort of translation of the first chapter. I hope it make
sense. If not please review and tell me!
[Disclaimer: see chapter one.]
Thanks: Mrs Dunn –for showing me Macbeth. I've fallen for Shakespeare.
Mrs Timmny –for picking the perfect song for my inspiration.
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Water cannot wash my guilt away
My beloved husband has lost his sanity
He is now a shadow of his former self
An unstoppable killing machine
Yet I can't help taking the blame for this
Because if it were not for my persistence
My husband might not have committed the sins that so killed his soul
If I had the power of foresight like the weird sisters
Maybe I would have seen the pain I was going to cause and prevented it
My soul is dying in the guilt of my sins.
I am to be sent to the pitch black of hell
My royal castle now seems like a prison to me
Where my blood stained body rots away
My soul has left me
It knew before I, the events transpired hence
I no longer want Macbeth to act as he does
For he has lost his sanity
And I am afraid this too was my fault
Now I am the one without strength enough to stop him
God: do not see me as my sins
But with the knowledge that I did those deeds for love of Macbeth
I go now towards heaven in hope
That god will let me stay by him
If I didn't see the truth of the situation
I would never have admitted these things to myself, never mind the lord.
I leave my fate open
So that angels and devils might fight for my soul
I care nothing for the winner
Only the purity that will cleanse my soul
The purity that comes with death
I cannot ignore this any longer
Tonight my life ends
And I take with me my sins.
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a/n: I hope you like it. I'm writing an additional chapter to link the song
[going up a yonder] with the first two.
Please tell me how I've done –r&r. thankies!
sense. If not please review and tell me!
[Disclaimer: see chapter one.]
Thanks: Mrs Dunn –for showing me Macbeth. I've fallen for Shakespeare.
Mrs Timmny –for picking the perfect song for my inspiration.
----------#---------------#-----------
Water cannot wash my guilt away
My beloved husband has lost his sanity
He is now a shadow of his former self
An unstoppable killing machine
Yet I can't help taking the blame for this
Because if it were not for my persistence
My husband might not have committed the sins that so killed his soul
If I had the power of foresight like the weird sisters
Maybe I would have seen the pain I was going to cause and prevented it
My soul is dying in the guilt of my sins.
I am to be sent to the pitch black of hell
My royal castle now seems like a prison to me
Where my blood stained body rots away
My soul has left me
It knew before I, the events transpired hence
I no longer want Macbeth to act as he does
For he has lost his sanity
And I am afraid this too was my fault
Now I am the one without strength enough to stop him
God: do not see me as my sins
But with the knowledge that I did those deeds for love of Macbeth
I go now towards heaven in hope
That god will let me stay by him
If I didn't see the truth of the situation
I would never have admitted these things to myself, never mind the lord.
I leave my fate open
So that angels and devils might fight for my soul
I care nothing for the winner
Only the purity that will cleanse my soul
The purity that comes with death
I cannot ignore this any longer
Tonight my life ends
And I take with me my sins.
----------#---------------#-----------
a/n: I hope you like it. I'm writing an additional chapter to link the song
[going up a yonder] with the first two.
Please tell me how I've done –r&r. thankies!
