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