Welcoming the virgins fair, to live a noble life In the castle known to all -
the Count's internal 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 Countless laughs and sips her wine - her skin doth 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 Living in her self styled Hell,
the Countess dressed in black Life's so distant - death's so near - no blood to
fury time back The castle walls are closing in, she's crippled now with age
Welcomes death with open arms - the reaper turns the page