[Broderick / Conklin]      [MacBeth]   MacDuff has left his house open to doom by my sinister hands   My men and I will make short work of it      Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down   A loser in life this madness will end. Tonight.      [MacBeth]   When MacDuff's eyes grasp what I've taken from him he will cower in pain   Then I'll crush his heart as it cries in my hands      [Macduff]   MacBeth will pay for what he has done. Malcolm, I ask your help   Ten thousand troops shall storm Dunsinane      Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down   A loser in life this madness will end. Tonight.      Icy hand of death tight round his neck, the whole world crumbles down   A loser in life this madness will end. Tonight.      [Macduff]   MacBeth will rue the day that he dealt with a man such as I   Dunsinane shall fall as I take his head