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 eerie
A disquieting gaze forever ghosting far
Bled and dead, her true mother was fed
To the ravenous wolves the elements led
From crag mountains that seemingly grew in unease

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

Elizabeth christened, no a rose
Grew so dark as this
more cold in repose
Yet her beauty spun
hearts a glance would

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

And possessed of delights

For winged her nightly flights of erotica
Half spurned from the pulpit torments to
Half learnt 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 their

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

Elizabeth no sermons intoned
Dragged such guilt to her
Tombed her soul with such
For she swore the priest
she knelt down to atone

She the light
So when she fell like a to vice
Under austere, rule
She
Her decorum as chaste to wolf of the cloth
to haunt her confessional box
Forgiveness would come when her were washed off
By rebaptism in

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 in orgiastic Hell
No horrors worse than the mirrored revelation
That she the Devil's phallus by her own decree

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

Nine twisted threw hewn bone die
For the throat of
Damnation won and urged the moon in to gleam
the trees in shafts to ghost a path
Past the howl of buggered nymphs in the grasp
To the vulva
the witch scholared her in even darker themes

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

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

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