Luyện nghe bài hát Thirteen Autumns And A Widow

Spawned wanton blight on an auspicious night
Her eyes betrayed spells of the moon's light
A disquieting gaze ghosting far seas
white and dead, her true mother was fed
To the ravenous wolves that the led
From crag jagged that seemingly grew in unease

Through the maw of the woods, a carriage was drawn
Flanked by barbed lightning that hissed of the
(Gilded in of Carpathian breed)
Bringing slaves to the for the new born
On that eve when the countess' own deformed
A tragedy crept to the Bathory

Elizabeth christened, no paler a
Grew so as this sylph
more cold in repose
Yet her beauty spun
Round a glance would

She feared the
So when she fell like a to vice
Under austere, rule
She sacrificed mandragora like to rats in the wall
But after licked prisoners thralled
Never were her dreams so

And possessed of delights

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

{I must avert my eyes to
For his brings dogmas to my skin
He knows that I of carnal rites
With him undead for long nights}

Elizabeth listened no intoned
Dragged such guilt to her
Tombed her soul such stone
For she swore the priest
When she knelt to atone

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

The glass cast belladonna wreaths
'Pon the of her innocence
Her hidden face murder from a whisper to a scream
All sleep seemed in Faustian verse
But there in orgiastic
No horrors were than the mirrored revelation
That she kissed the Devil's phallus by her own

So windows flung wide to the menstrual sky
Solstice eve she the castle in secret
A of the storm, astride her favourite nightmare
On winds without
Stigmata still between her legs
A cold bloodedness which impressed new
She the sorceress
Through the snow and woods to the sodomite's lair

Nine twisted fates hewn bone die
For the of Elizabeth
Damnation won and urged the moon in soliloquy to
the trees in shafts to ghost a path
Past the of buggered nymphs in the sodomite's grasp
To the vulva
Where the scholared her in even darker themes

{Amongst Philtres and
Midst the grease of men
And eldritch truths, ill omen
Elizabeth came to life

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

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