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 gaze forever ghosting far seas
Bled and dead, her true mother was fed
To the wolves that the elements led
From crag jagged mountains that grew in unease

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

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

She the light
So when she like a sinner to vice
Under austere, rule
She sacrificed like virgins to rats in the wall
But whipangels licked prisoners thralled
were her dreams so maniacally

And possessed of delights

For ravens winged her nightly of erotica
Half from the pulpit torments to occur
learnt from the cabal of demons in her
Her walk to voodoo to see her own shadow adored
At mass without flaw inwards she abhored
Not her coven of suitors but the stare of lord

{I avert my eyes to hymns
For his gaze brings to my skin
He that I dreamt of carnal rites
With him undead for three nights}

Elizabeth listened no intoned
Dragged such to her door
Tombed her soul with such
For she swore the priest
When she knelt down to

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

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

So with windows wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she the castle in secret
A of the storm, astride her favourite nightmare
On winds prayer
Stigmata still between her legs
A cold which impressed new hatreds
She sought the
Through the snow and dark woods to the sodomite's

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

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

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

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