The bare-breasted countess
With arms open wide
She comes to me each night
In darkness we do writhe
On the lid of her coffin
We make love and we jest
Raping the love from her unliving body
Drinking the blood from my chest

I thought entombed, all beauty died
But held in the darkness of her eyes
Everything that I wanted the most
Now it's all gone I'm in love with a ghost

The bare-breasted countess
With lips of red wine
She turns to me and says,
"Life is but a lie"
And now deep in the garden
Just cold as a tomb
Feeling her form in the starless moonlight
Singing the song of my doom

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