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

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

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

christened, no paler a rose
Grew so as this sylph
more cold in repose
Yet her beauty spun
Round hearts a would

She the light
So when she like a sinner to vice
austere, puritanical rule
She mandragora like virgins to rats in the wall
But whipangels licked prisoners thralled
Never her dreams so maniacally

And possessed of delights

For ravens winged her nightly flights of
Half spurned 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 she abhored
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 I dreamt of carnal rites
him undead for three long nights}

Elizabeth no sermons intoned
such guilt to her door
Tombed her soul with stone
For she swore the priest
When she knelt to atone

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

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

So with windows flung wide to the sky
Solstice eve she the castle in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride her favourite
On winds prayer
Stigmata still between her legs
A cold bloodedness which impressed new
She the sorceress
Through the snow and woods to the sodomite's lair

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

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

And lacerations of dawn
She returned like a flame unto a
With a promise to
Secrets brooded as she
Through mist and marsh to they showed
Her castle where in the restless counted carrion crows

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