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

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

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

christened, no paler a rose
Grew so dark as this
more cold in repose
Yet her spun webs
Round hearts a glance

She the light
So when she fell like a to vice
austere, puritanical rule
She sacrificed mandragora like virgins to in the wall
But after whipangels prisoners thralled
were her dreams so maniacally

And of such delights

For winged her nightly flights of erotica
Half spurned from the pulpit to occur
Half from the cabal of demons in her
Her walk went to voodoo to see her own adored
At mass flaw though inwards she abhored
Not her coven of suitors but the stare of lord

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

Elizabeth listened no sermons
Dragged such guilt to her
Tombed her soul with stone
For she swore the priest
When she knelt down to

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

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

So with flung wide 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 new hatreds
She the sorceress
the snow and dark woods to the sodomite's lair

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

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

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

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