Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen Autumns And A Widow (red October Mix)

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

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

Elizabeth christened, no a rose
Grew so dark as sylph
None cold in repose
Yet her beauty webs
Round a glance would

She the light
So when she fell a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical
She sacrificed mandragora like virgins to rats in the
But after whipangels prisoners thralled
Never her dreams so maniacally

And of such delights

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

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

Elizabeth no sermons intoned
Dragged such to her door
Tombed her soul with stone
For she swore the sighed
she knelt down to atone

She feared the
So when she like a sinner to vice
austere, puritanical rule
She
Her decorum as chaste to wolf of the cloth
Pouncing to her confessional box
Forgiveness would when her sins were washed off
By in white

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

So with flung wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she fled the in secret
A daughter of the storm, her favourite nightmare
On winds prayer
Stigmata still wept her legs
A cold bloodedness which impressed new
She sought the
Through the snow and woods to the sodomite's lair

twisted fates threw hewn bone die
For the of Elizabeth
Damnation won and the moon in soliloquy to gleam
Twixt the trees in to ghost a path
Past the howl of buggered in the sodomite's grasp
To the forest's
the witch scholared her in even darker themes

{Amongst and Melissas
Midst the grease of men
And truths, elder ill omen
Elizabeth to life again}

And lacerations of dawn
She like a flame unto 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 crows

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