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

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

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

Elizabeth christened, no a rose
Grew so as this sylph
None more cold in
Yet her beauty spun
Round a glance would

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

And possessed of such

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

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

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

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

The looking glass cast wreaths
'Pon the grave of her
Her hidden face spat murder from a whisper to a
All sleep seemed cursed in verse
But in orgiastic Hell
No horrors were worse the mirrored revelation
That she kissed the Devil's phallus by her own

So with windows wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she fled the in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride her nightmare
On winds prayer
still wept between her legs
A cold bloodedness which new hatreds
She the sorceress
Through the and dark woods to the sodomite's lair

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

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

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

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