Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen Autumns And A Widow

Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious
Her betrayed spells of the moon's eerie light
A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far
Bled white and dead, her true was fed
To the ravenous wolves that the led
From crag jagged mountains that seemingly grew in

Through the maw of the woods, a carriage was drawn
Flanked by barbed that hissed of the storm
(Gilded in of Carpathian breed)
slaves to the sodomite for the new born
On eve when the countess' own came deformed
A tragedy to the name Bathory

Elizabeth christened, no paler a
so dark as this sylph
None more in repose
Yet her beauty spun
hearts a glance would

She the light
So when she fell a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical
She sacrificed mandragora like to rats in the wall
But after whipangels licked prisoners
were her dreams so maniacally

And of such delights

For ravens winged her nightly flights of
spurned from the pulpit torments to occur
Half from the cabal of demons in her
Her walk went to to see her own shadow adored
At mass without flaw inwards she abhored
Not her of suitors but the stare of their lord

{I must my eyes to hymns
For his gaze brings dogmas to my
He knows that I of carnal rites
With him undead for three nights}

Elizabeth no sermons intoned
Dragged such to her door
Tombed her soul such stone
For she swore the priest
When she knelt down to

She the light
So when she fell a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical
She
Her decorum as chaste to wolf of the cloth
Pouncing to haunt her box
Forgiveness would come her sins were washed off
By in white

The glass cast belladonna wreaths
'Pon the of her innocence
Her hidden face spat murder from a whisper to a
All sleep seemed cursed in verse
But there in Hell
No horrors were than the mirrored revelation
That she kissed the Devil's phallus by her own

So with windows flung to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she fled the castle in
A daughter of the storm, her favourite nightmare
On without prayer
Stigmata wept between her legs
A cold which impressed new hatreds
She sought the
Through the snow and woods to the sodomite's lair

Nine twisted fates threw bone die
For the of Elizabeth
Damnation won and urged the in soliloquy to gleam
Twixt the trees in to ghost a path
Past the howl of nymphs in the sodomite's grasp
To the vulva
Where the witch scholared her in darker themes

{Amongst and Melissas
Midst the of strangled men
And eldritch truths, ill omen
Elizabeth came to life

And under lacerations of
She like a flame unto a deathshead
a promise to burn
Secrets as she rode
Through mist and marsh to where they
Her castle walls where in the restless carrion crows

She awoke a fable to mourning
Church bells wringing her madly from
Tolled by a priest, castrated and hung
Like a crimson bat the belfry
The prattled their mantras
Hexes six tripled fees
But Elizabeth laughed, autumns had passed
And she was a widow God and His wrath, finally