Luyện nghe bài hát Bathory Aria: Benighted Like Usher/A Murder of Ravens in Fugue/Eyes Tha

[I. Benighted Like

Snuffed tapers
As Death left
His crest of cold on the Countess

Benighted ill-fated Usher
The of Bathory shrouded
'Neath grief's dark

If I could have wept
In mourning by Her
I would clasped Her so tight
storm-beached Aphrodite
Drowned on Kytherean

And Her
For Her alone
My lips have known
Enigmas of shadowy

Where pleasures took
And pain,
Came the breath
Of raucous life hushed whispers

Benighted.

Inhaling the waning moonlight that crept
Through the crypt of Her Lord who so slept

Benighted.

Exhaling the wail of widowhood's toll
Waxing night entered Her soul

[II. A Murder of Ravens in

Now haranguing skies
With revenge life
Gnathic and
Needs begged

Delusions of Grandier denounced the
Of descrying cursed glass, disenchanted in
by glyphs midst Her sin-sistered cult

With hangman's abandon She plied
To in bondage
From light to night
Cast down to the earth where torment unfurl.......

But soon,
Her tarot
rumours spread like tumours
Would
And blight Her
scarred
To bitter truths
Of bloodbaths

As bodies
In rigid
To haunt Her their
Shallow imposed
wolves exhumed
Their carthen
heavy frosts had laboured long
To bare their

To the depths of Her soul they
Wielding their they flew
Like a murder of in fugue

And knowing their
Would shatter Her
She blackened books for damnation's reprieve
Baneful cawed on amassed enemies

So Eve
As She
Like to the ball
Those
heaved
Her
Cross flagstones
To Her carriage to flee

But She knew She brave the night through
fear crept a deathshead o'er the moon
Like a of ravens in Fugue

For each masked, jewelled held dread purpose
Horror froze painted eyes to stares
And Her dance
In the mirrors cast
Looked the ill of Her
If fate there....

[III. Eyes Witnessed Madness]

In an age crucified by the nails of
When scarecrows of christ blighted lands
An aloof Countess an obsidian wraith
Dared the knowing well She was damned
Her life whispered grief like a funeral
Twisted and yearning, an entranced
those succumbing to cruelty
Crushed the gait of Her dance
A whirlwind of fire that through the briers
Of sweet rose Her thickets of black had grasped...

She demanded the Heavens and forever to
The of Youth from the pure
Whilst Her lesbian
to extremes
O'er decades
Came for silken cure

But Her reign ended
For Dark Gods too deep
To Her pleas

When Her were assailed
condemnations from a priest
Who'd rites
In the of night
For staining winding sheets

And She postured
When Her crimes trowelled
And to peasant lips
Though She smelt the
That licked limbs
To the tortured of accomplices

So ends this twisted worth
And though the pyre's bite
By of nobled bloodlined birth
Her sins (crimes) garnered Her no

Forever severed from the thrill of night
Where slow alone could grant Her flight

"The Spirits all but fled judgement
I rot, alone, insane,
the forest whispers puce laments for me
From the pine and wreathed wolfsbane
these walls, wherein condemned
To the of an austere tomb
I pace with feral madness
Through the beams of a guiltless moon
Who, of necrologies, thus
Commands over the earth
Whilst I my lips to death
A slow cold kiss that rebirth
Though one wish is bequathed by fate
My beauty wilt, unseen
for twin black eyes that shalt come to take
My to peace or Hell for company"
(To or hell for company)

My soul to for company