Luyện nghe bài hát Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy

Six hundred and sixty six virgins
They found from under the melting snow
The youth of those pale maidens
Was stolen for the purposes of black magic

No traces were seen on the snow
Only those like empty shells on the ground
Limbs in without order on the ground
Macabre was that view after offerings done

Wicked lady, Erszebeth Nadasdy
Wicked lady, Erszebeth Nadasdy

The dark of her castle
Invented the secret of everlasting
Accidentally she a wound for a chamber maid
Maid drops of blood on the hand of countess

And behold that of blood
Changed dramatically the of her skin
And her skin like a young girl's peach cheek
Every time when it was by virgin's blood

Wicked lady, Countess Erszebeth
lady, Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy

Countess baths in
With the help of her
baths in blood
Countess Erszebeth

of everlasting beauty
Countess baths in virgin
of everlasting beauty
Countess in virgin blood