Countess Bathory

Countess Bathory Welcoming the virgins fair, to live a noble life In the castle known to all - the Count's internal wife She invites the peasants with endless lavish foods But, when evening spreads it wings, she rapes them of their blood Countess Bathory Countess Bathory All day long the virgins sit and feast on endless meals The Countless laughs and sips her wine - her skin doth crack and peel But when nighttime fills the air one must pay the price The Countess takes her midnight bath with blood that once gave life Countess Bathory Countess Bathory Living in her self styled Hell, the Countess dressed in black Life's so distant - death's so near - no blood to fury time back The castle walls are closing in, she's crippled now with age Welcomes death with open arms - the reaper turns the page Countess Bathory Countess Bathory