Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen Autumns And A Widow

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

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

Elizabeth christened, no paler a
so dark as this sylph
None more cold in
Yet her spun webs
Round hearts a glance

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

And possessed of delights

For ravens her nightly flights of erotica
Half spurned from the torments to occur
Half learnt from the of demons in her
Her walk went to voodoo to see her own adored
At mass without flaw though she abhored
Not her coven of suitors but the of their lord

{I must avert my to hymns
For his gaze dogmas to my skin
He knows that I dreamt of rites
him undead for three long nights}

Elizabeth listened no sermons
Dragged such to her door
her soul with such stone
For she swore the sighed
When she knelt to atone

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

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

So with flung wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she fled the in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride her nightmare
On winds without
Stigmata still wept between her
A cold bloodedness impressed new hatreds
She the sorceress
Through the and dark woods to the sodomite's lair

Nine 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 howl of buggered nymphs in the sodomite's
To the vulva
Where the witch scholared her in darker themes

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

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

She awoke from a to mourning
Church bells her madly from sleep
Tolled by a priest, castrated and hung
a crimson bat 'neath the belfry
The biblical prattled their
Hexes six tripled their
But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen autumns had
And she was a from God and His wrath, finally