Countess Bathory

Wellcoming the virgin's 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 its wings
 She rapes them of their blood 

Countess Bathory
 Countess Bathory 

All day long the virgins sit
 Feast on endless meals
 The Countess laughs and sips her wine
 Her skin both crack and peel 

But when nighttime fills the air
 One must pay the price
 The Countess takes her midnight bath
 with blood that once gave life 

Countess Bathory
 Countess Bathory 

Countess Bathory
 Countess Bathory 

Living in her self-styled hell
 the Countess dressed in black
 Life so distant, death 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