elizabeth bathory reincarnate

i want to bathe in the blood
of innocent children
strip the flesh from the bone
and make it my own
every night you cry out in the name of satan
but i bring it home
i make it my own

elizabeth
string up your beauties
and let the blood run clean
ask the heavens
for an abundance
of purity
and they call you insane

in the twisted breath
that comes before contortion
you have to ask yourself
what of this direction?

will i succeed to be good?
walk to path i was told
to follow?
or will i bathe in virgin blood?

the countess
she outdoes dracula
the witch makes little children
cannabalize eachother
and i'm sipping poison
tasting the seduction
of arsenic
and decision

it's true that when i kill you
i will look you in the eye
lift your body way up high
for a minute you'll feel you're flying
i'll tell you i love you
a little bit
then i'll let you drop
on to the hook

2006-06-07