Luyện nghe bài hát Bathory Aria (eyes That Witnessed Madness)

In an age crucified by the nails of
When scarecrows of christ blighted lands
An aloof Countess born an wraith
Dared the knowing well She was damned
Her life whispered grief a funeral march
and yearning, obsessed an entranced
With those succumbing to
Crushed 'neath the of Her dance
A whirlwind of fire that swept the briers
Of sweet rose Her thickets of thorn had grasped...

She demanded the Heavens and to glean
The elixir of from the pure
Whilst Her lesbian
to extremes
O'er unleashed
Came for blood's cure

But Her reign ended
For Gods dreamt too deep
To heed Her

Her gaolers were assailed
With condemnations a priest
Who'd rites
In the of night
For maidens staining sheets

And She postured
Her crimes were trowelled
And jezebelled to lips
She smelt the fires
That licked limbs
To the tortured of accomplices

So ends this twisted worth
And though spared the bite
By of nobled bloodlined birth
Her sins [crimes] Her no respite

severed from the thrill of coming night
Where slow Death alone could grant Her

"The Spirits have all but judgement
I rot, alone, insane,
Where the forest puce laments for me
From amidst the pine and wolfsbane
Beyond these walls, condemned
To the gloom of an austere
I pace feral madness sent
the pale beams of a guiltless moon
Who, of necrologies, thus
Commands over the earth
I resign my lips to death
A slow cold that chides rebirth
Though one wish is bequathed by fate
My shalt wilt, unseen
Save for twin black eyes shalt come to take
My to peace or Hell for company"

My soul to Hell for