Countess Bathory - Macabre

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