Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy Lyrics - Singles - Barathrum

Six hundred and sixty six bloodless virgins 

They were found from under the melting snow 

The youth of those tormented pale maidens 

Was stolen for the purposes of black magic witch 

No blood traces were seen on the snow 

Only those corpses like empty shells on the ground 

Limbs in chaos without order on the ground 

Macabre was that view after offerings were done 

Wicked lady, Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy 

Wicked lady, Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy 

The dark lady of her castle 

Invented the secret of everlasting youth 

Accidentally she made a wound for a chamber maid 

Maid bled drops of blood on the hand of countess 

And behold that drop of blood 

Changed dramatically the surface of her skin 

And her skin looked like a young girl's peach cheek 

Every time when it was washed by virgin's blood 

Wicked lady, Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy 

Wicked lady, Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy 

Countess baths in blood 

With the help of her servants 

Countess baths in blood 

Countess Erszebeth Nadasdy 

Countess of everlasting beauty 

Countess baths in virgin gore 

Countess of everlasting beauty 

Countess baths in virgin blood