Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen Autumns And A Widow

Spawned wanton like blight on an auspicious
Her eyes spells of the moon's eerie light
A disquieting gaze ghosting far seas
Bled white and dead, her mother was fed
To the ravenous that the elements led
From crag jagged that seemingly grew in unease

the maw of the woods, a black carriage was drawn
Flanked by barbed lightning hissed of the storm
(Gilded in crests of breed)
Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new
On eve when the countess' own came deformed
A crept to the name Bathory

christened, no paler a rose
Grew so dark as this
None more in repose
Yet her spun webs
Round hearts a would

She feared the
So she fell like a sinner to vice
Under austere, rule
She sacrificed mandragora like to rats in the wall
But after whipangels prisoners thralled
Never were her dreams so

And of such delights

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

{I avert my eyes to hymns
For his gaze dogmas to my skin
He knows that I dreamt of carnal
With him undead for three nights}

Elizabeth listened no intoned
Dragged guilt to her door
Tombed her soul such stone
For she the priest sighed
she knelt down to atone

She the light
So she fell like a sinner to vice
austere, puritanical rule
She
Her decorum as chaste to this wolf of the
to haunt her confessional box
Forgiveness would when her sins were washed off
By rebaptism in

The looking glass belladonna wreaths
the grave of her innocence
Her hidden face spat murder from a whisper to a
All sleep seemed in Faustian verse
But in orgiastic Hell
No horrors were than the mirrored revelation
That she the Devil's phallus by her own decree

So with windows flung to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she the castle in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride her favourite
On winds prayer
Stigmata still wept her legs
A bloodedness which impressed new hatreds
She sought the
Through the and dark woods to the sodomite's lair

Nine twisted fates hewn bone die
For the throat of
Damnation won and urged the moon in soliloquy to
Twixt the trees in shafts to ghost a
Past the howl of buggered nymphs in the grasp
To the vulva
Where the witch scholared her in even darker

{Amongst Philtres and
the grease of strangled men
And eldritch truths, ill omen
Elizabeth to life again}

And under of dawn
She returned like a flame a deathshead
With a to burn
Secrets as she rode
Through and marsh to where they showed
Her castle walls where in the counted carrion crows

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