Paroles de Lady Macbeth

Oh, those days, oh those days won’t come back ‘Cause your mother’s tounge’s around your neck It chokes you dear, it softly chokes you And it shows you the wrong view She poured her black spirit in your ears Her poisonous words darkened your mind I'm not like your father, I'm not a beast Darling, you can’t be so blind And now, I can see why you flee But it isn’t me, the enemy I’ll scream until time grows a thick bark on my soul Who could give us back the love that your mother once stole What should I do with my growing rage My wrath’s swelling since our love is gone And you did not only loose who I am now But also who I will become But it isn’t me, the enemy