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Dark castle, occult carols sound Woman crying, eternally satisfied
Elizabeth didn't sleep tonight
Her gouth ensorcelled through black eyes
The dead girls are courting her Upon deadly magic circles lines
She pierce needles under ladies nails Their frosted bodies buried alive
Oh how I love to feel your (breath) I just to be the lover of (Death)
Desires become truths, evil prayers are heard by (Elizabet Bathory), the countess of my fire
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..
Countess it is your night You haunted by your wild desires
Possessed by *** *** You are the goddess of blood
Oh how I love to feel your (breath) I just to be the lover of (Death)
Desires become truths, evil prayers are heard by (Elizabet Bathory), the countess of my fire
Her mind is insatiable She craves virgins' blood evermore
Her flames will never die... Surrounded by infernal glory
Oh how I love to feel your (breath) I just to be the lover of Death
Desires become truths, evil prayers are heard by Elizabet Bathory, the countess of my...
FIRE !!!