Countess Bathory

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