Welcoming the virgins fair, to live a noble life In the castle known to all - the Count's infernal wife She invites the peasants with endless lavish foods But, when evening spreads it wings, she rapes them of their blood .. Read »

This is a story about Elisabeth Bathory Her blood is ourselfs... clean, hungarian blood... Dark castle, occult carols sound, woman...crying ... eternally satisfied Elisabeth did not slept tonight her gouth ensorcell.. Read »

Do you feel alive now that you own the dead Praying on their corpses, their hearts no longer feel Your sainthood is obvious on every starving face Your deception's given us a way to separate The poor from their hate, the .. Read »

Snuffed tapers sighed As Death left impressing His crest of cold tears on the Countess Benighted like ill-fated Usher The House of Bathory shrouded 'Neath griefs dark facade If only I could have wept In mourning by.. Read »

Snuffed tapers sighed As Death left impressing His crest of cold tears on the Countess Benighted like ill-fated Usher The House of Bathory shrouded 'Neath griefs dark facade If only I could have wept In mourning by Her side.. Read »

Now haranguing grey skies With revenge upon life Gnathic and Sapphic Needs begged gendercide Delusions of Grandier denounced the revolt Of descrying cursed glass, disenchanted in vaults Encircled by glyphs midst Her sin-sist.. Read »

In an age crucified by the nails of faith When rank scarecrows of christ blighted lands An aloof Countess born an obsidian wraith Dared the abyss knowing well She was damned Her life whispered grief like a funeral march Twist.. Read »

Steadily on jagged wings Feather black against the burning sky Spread your wings and ride the wind Gaze down on me with blackest eyes. Fly my ravens, fly ahead. Over the mountains and endless sky Fly my ravens, fly ah.. Read »

Satan My Master I slit my wrists to drain me of my blood Satan My Master Up side down I turn the cross of God Satan My Master Recieve this sacrifice this blood of mine Satan My Master I cut into my rotten flesh your .. Read »

Witching hour bad moon is on the rise I can't resist its infernal cold power When it blaze into my eyes Feel I am slowly changing Begin to lose my track Hatred poison my veins I am cold and my heart turns black I a.. Read »