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