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What moves behind the curtains
i see a light, flickering
i feel a breeze, lifeless
in the hallway, trash
in a room with a view, burning candles
rain, pouring down in the garden,
lifeless bodys, corpse
she's the Queen of all, spiteful and vicious
feeding of the virgins...

For years to come, she will torture and kill
temptation, it's to hard to resist
bathing in blood, all in hope for youth
so exited, a sadist, born and baptized, by blood
screams of horror, in agony for days
pain, nowhere to seek for cover, in fear...

No escape, the high castle, the doors are locked
captive, no way to run, no windows, no way to feel the sun
hopeless and trapped, for their blood
by the Countess and the servents, don't worry
they get what they deserve
for those evil crimes of their sickness
they be punished, in hell...

What moves behind the wall
i see a light, flickering
i feel a breeze, of coldness
in a hole in the bricks
something weak moves, whispers of revenge
she have to pay by her own game
there's no pitty for the insane
decapitated, burned, mutilated, buried alive
doomed to be their fate
screams of pain, in agony for days
fear, nowhere to seek for cover...

The most vicious serial-killer in the history of time
Nádasdy, the castle of horror, drinking blood
stabbing, biting, cutting and burning
all by her pleasure, to preserve, youth and beauty
torture, the iron maiden, bathing in blood
feeding of the virgins...

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