Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen Autumns And A Widow

Spawned wanton like blight on an night
Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's eerie
A disquieting forever ghosting far seas
white and dead, her true mother was fed
To the ravenous wolves that the led
From crag jagged mountains that seemingly in unease

Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was
by barbed lightning that hissed of the storm
(Gilded in of Carpathian breed)
Bringing slaves to the sodomite for the new
On that eve when the countess' own deformed
A tragedy crept to the name

Elizabeth christened, no paler a
Grew so as this sylph
more cold in repose
Yet her spun webs
hearts a glance would

She feared the
So when she fell like a sinner to
Under austere, puritanical
She sacrificed like virgins to rats in the wall
But after whipangels licked thralled
Never were her dreams so

And possessed of such

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

{I must avert my eyes to
For his gaze brings to my skin
He knows that I dreamt of carnal
him undead for three long nights}

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

She feared the
So when she fell like a sinner to
austere, puritanical rule
She
Her decorum as to this wolf of the cloth
Pouncing to haunt her box
Forgiveness would come when her sins were off
By rebaptism in

The looking cast belladonna wreaths
'Pon the grave of her
Her hidden face murder from a whisper to a scream
All sleep seemed cursed in verse
But there in Hell
No horrors were worse than the mirrored
That she kissed the Devil's by her own decree

So with windows flung to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she fled the in secret
A of the storm, astride her favourite nightmare
On winds without
still wept between her legs
A cold bloodedness which impressed new
She sought the
Through the and dark woods to the sodomite's lair

twisted fates threw hewn bone die
For the throat of
Damnation won and urged the moon in to gleam
Twixt the trees in shafts to ghost a
Past the of buggered nymphs in the sodomite's grasp
To the vulva
Where the witch scholared her in darker themes

{Amongst Philtres and
the grease of strangled men
And eldritch truths, elder ill
Elizabeth came to life

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

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