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

I Would Have Clasped Her So Tight

Like Storm-beached Aphrodite

Drowned On Kytherean Tides



And Kissed Her

For From Her Alone

My Lips Would Have Known

Enigmas Of Shadowy Vistas



Where Pleasures Took Flesh

And Pain, Remorseless

Came Freezing The Breath

Of Raucous Life Hushed Unto Whispers



Benighted.



Inhaling The Pale Waning Moonlight That Crept

Through The Crypt Of Her Lord Who So Lucidly Slept



Benighted.



Exhaling The Wail Of Black Widowhood's Toll

Waxing Eternal Night Entered Her Soul



[II. A Murder Of Ravens In Fugue]



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-sistered Cult



With Hangman's Abandon She Plied Spiritworlds

To Archangels In Bondage

From Light To Night Hurled

Cast Down To The Earth Where Torment Would Unfurl.......



But Soon,

Her Tarot Proved

Hybrid Rumours Spread Like Tumours

Would Accrue

And Blight Her Stars

To Better Bitter Truths

Of Cold Bloodbaths



As Bodies Rose

In Rigid Droves

To Haunt Her From Their

Shallow Burials Imposed

When Wolves Exhumed

Their Carthen Wombs

Where Heavy Frosts Had Laboured Long

To Bare Their Wounds



To The Depths Of Her Soul They Pursued

Wielding Their Poison They Flew

Like A Murder Of Ravens In Fugue



And Knowing Their Raptures

Would Shatter Her Dreams

She Clawed Blackened Books For Damnation's Reprieve

Baneful Cawed Canons On Amassed Enemies



So Hallow's Eve

As She Receiv