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Climbing the dark slopes of the mountains,
by rough, worn paths,
with the only company of the moon,
the rest at its summit... the forgotten castle.

It was in its glory times
stronghold of domination above the crags,
proudly waved in its flags
the Erzebeth's coat of arms widely feared.

Csejthe, powerful castle of death,
the most pleasant to the Countess Bathory;
there she fulfilled her bloodlust
and its walls became her dark grave.

Damned castle rest in the shadows
of those inaccessible peaks,
still in its dungeons screams of sacrificed maidens
are heard in the night.

Csejthe are only ruins, shadows of the past,
but its presence has power yet
dominating for centuries in Carpathian fields.
This is the power of a name... Countess Bathory.

And the fight of the bloody countess
is seen wandering... pale as the moon
walking by its halls... Countess Bathory.

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