[Briody / Conklin]      [MacBeth]   Turn,turn Hellhound, turn and face your death   Your bloodline is over. By the name of MacBeth      [MacBeth]   I command the throne, none can defy   None of woman born, None of woman born      [MacDuff]   Foolish tyrant, you have no days left   Ripped from the womb at my mother's death      [MacDuff]   I am the doom you face in your dreams      [MacBeth]   Let steel ring out. Damn thee who cries hold.      [MacDuff]   Your head my prize now. The prophecy foretold.      [MacDuff]   The tyrant's reign is at an end, Malcolm is king   All serve his name. Our solemn king.   Fate triumphs this day!