Sixhundred and sixty six bloodless virgins They were found from under the melting snow The youth of those tormented pale maidens Was stolen for the purposes of black magic witch No blood traces were seen on the snow Only those corpses like empty shells on the ground Limbs in chaos without order on the ground Macabre was that view after offerings were done
Wicked lady countess erszebeth nadasdy Wicked lady countess erszebeth nadasdy
The dark lady of her castle Invented the secret of everlasting youth Accidentally she made a wound for a chamber maid Maid bled drops of blood on the hand of countess And behold - that drop of blood Changed dramatically the surface of her skin And her skin looked like a young girl's peach cheek Every time when it was washed by virgin's blood
Wicked lady countess erszebeth nadasdy Wicked lady countess erszebeth nadasdy
Countess baths in blood With the help of her servants Countess baths in blood Countess erszebeth nadasdy
Countess of everlasting beauty Countess baths in virgin gore Countess of everlasting beauty Countess baths in virgin bloodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
