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

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

Through the maw of the woods, a black carriage was
Flanked by barbed lightning that of the storm
(Gilded in crests of breed)
Bringing slaves to the for the new born
On that eve when the countess' own came
A crept to the name Bathory

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

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

And possessed of such

For ravens winged her nightly flights of
Half spurned from the torments to occur
Half learnt from the cabal of in her
Her went to voodoo to see her own shadow adored
At mass flaw though inwards she abhored
Not her of suitors but the stare of their lord

{I must my eyes to hymns
For his gaze brings dogmas to my
He knows I dreamt of carnal rites
With him undead for long nights}

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

She the light
So when she fell a sinner to vice
Under austere, puritanical
She
Her decorum as chaste to this of the cloth
to haunt her confessional box
Forgiveness would come when her sins washed off
By in white

The looking glass cast wreaths
'Pon the of her innocence
Her hidden face spat murder from a whisper to a
All seemed cursed in Faustian verse
But there in orgiastic
No were worse than the mirrored revelation
she kissed the Devil's phallus by her own decree

So with windows flung to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she the castle in secret
A daughter of the storm, astride her nightmare
On winds without
still wept between her legs
A cold which impressed new hatreds
She the sorceress
Through the and dark woods to the sodomite's lair

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

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

And under lacerations of
She returned like a unto a deathshead
With a to burn
brooded as she rode
Through and marsh to where they 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 and hung
Like a crimson bat 'neath the
The biblical prattled mantras
Hexes six tripled fees
But Elizabeth laughed, thirteen autumns had
And she was a widow from God and His wrath,