"This is the story about Elizabeth Bathory
Her blood is ours... pure Hungarian blood..."
Dark castle, occult carols sound,
Women... crying... eternally satisfied
Elizabeth didn't sleep tonight
Her youth ensorcelled through black eyes
The dead girls are courting her
Upon deadly magic circles' lines
p****ing needles under ladies nails
Their frosted bodies buried alive
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I love to feel your breath
I l*** to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
You are 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 everything are cleaned
Oh I feel the magic... I fly...
Fly towards the moon..
Countess it is your night
Haunted by your wild desires
Possessed by b****** l***
You are the godess of love
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I love to feel your breath
I l*** to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
Insatiable is her mind
she craves virgins' blood evermore
Her flames will never die...
Surrounded by never fading glory
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I love to feel your breath
I l*** to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
Her blood is ours... pure Hungarian blood..."
Dark castle, occult carols sound,
Women... crying... eternally satisfied
Elizabeth didn't sleep tonight
Her youth ensorcelled through black eyes
The dead girls are courting her
Upon deadly magic circles' lines
p****ing needles under ladies nails
Their frosted bodies buried alive
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I love to feel your breath
I l*** to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
You are 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 everything are cleaned
Oh I feel the magic... I fly...
Fly towards the moon..
Countess it is your night
Haunted by your wild desires
Possessed by b****** l***
You are the godess of love
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I love to feel your breath
I l*** to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !
Insatiable is her mind
she craves virgins' blood evermore
Her flames will never die...
Surrounded by never fading glory
[Chorus :]
Oh, how I love to feel your breath
I l*** to be lover of death
Desires become truths
Evil prayers are heard
By Elizabeth Bathory
the countess of my fire !