Ahriman - Elizabeth Bathory (Tormentor cover)  -  05:04


Dark castle, occult carol sounds 
Women are crying, but they are satisfied 
Elizabeth didn’t sleep tonight 
She exorcized her youth by her own eyes 

Dead girls are chaperoning her 
On her deadly magic-circle’s lines 
She pricks needles under the ladies’ nails 
Their frosty bodies are buried alive 

Ref: Oh how I love to feel your breath 
I’d love to be the lover of Death 
Desires come true, evil prayers are heard 
By Elisabeth Bathoy – the countess of my fire! 

You are also a sacrifice 
You will give your blood 
Becouse she must 
Have a bath… 
„Welcome my Youth 
alike before.. 
More enermous than ever! 
By the blood, by the blood everithing are cleaned.. 
Oh yes I’ve got the magic..Yes I feel I fly 
I fly toward the Moon!” 

Countess it is your night 
You are haunted by your wild desires 
Possessed by bestial lust 
You are the goddes of the love 

Ref: Oh how I love to feel your breath 
I’d love to be the lover of Death 
Desires come true, evil prayers are heard 
By Elisabeth Bathoy – the countess of my fire! 

She’s got insatiable mind 
She needs virgins blood anymore 
Her flames never die away 
She is surrounded by never-fading glory 

Ref: Oh how I love to feel your breath 
I’d love to be the lover of Death 
Desires come true, evil prayers are heard 
By Elisabeth Bathoy – the countess of my fire!

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