Elizabeth Bathori

This is a story about elisabeth bathory
 her blood is ourselfs...
 clean, hungarian blood...
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 Dark castle,
 occult carols sound,
 woman... crying
 ... eternally satisfied
 elisabeth did not slept tonight
 her gouth ensorcelled through black eyes
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 the dead girls are courting her
 upon deasdly magic circles lines
 she pierce needles under ladys nails
 their frosted bodies buried alive
 Oh how i love to feel your breath
 i lust to be the lover of death
 desires become truths
 evil prayers are heard
 by elisabet bathory
 The countess of my fire
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 you 're also her sacrifice
 you will give your blood
 because she must have a bath
 welcome my youth, a life before...
 more complete then ever... by blood
 oh yes by the blood i was encored
 oh i feel the magic... i fly towards the moon.
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 countess it is your night
 you haunted by your wild desires
 posessed by bestial lust
 you are the godess of the love
 Oh, how i love... [repeat]
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 Her mind is insatiable
 she craves virgins blood evermore
 her flames will never die...
 surrounded by infernal glory
 Oh, how i love...[repeat]